Psalms 131

1 A song of ascents. Of David. My heart is not proud, O LORD, my eyes are not haughty. I do not aspire to great things or matters too lofty for me.

Hina Gode! Na da na hidale gasa fisu hou yolesi dagoi. Na da mimogo hou, amola liligi huluane amo nama da gasa bagade ba: sa, na da bu hame dawa: lumu.

2 Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

Be amomane, na da hahawane olofole esala. Mano amo da eme hi fei dialea, ouiya: le dialebe defele, na dogo da denesini diala.

3 O Israel, put your hope in the LORD, both now and forevermore.

Isala: ili fi! Hina Gode Ea hou eso huluane mae fisili, dafawaneyale dawa: laloma!