Psalm 16 - used by permission, arr. Herman den Hollander

To Thee, I Lord, I fly, and on Thy help depend. Thou art my Lord and King Most High, do Thou my soul defend. I praise the Lord above Whose counsel guides aright, my heart instructs me in His love in seasons of the night. I keep before me still the Lord Whom I have proved, at my right hand He guards from ill, and I shall not be moved. My heart is glad and blest, my soul its joy shall tell, and lo, my flesh in hope shall rest, and still in safety dwell. My soul in death’s dark pit shall not be left by Thee; corruption Thou wilt not permit Thy holy one to see. Life’s pathway Thou wilt show, to Thy right hand wilt guide, where streams of pleasure ever flow, and boundless joys abide!