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.

“A song of the degrees by David.” O Lord, my heart was not haughty, nor were my eyes lofty: neither have I walked after matters too great, or those too wonderful for me.

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.

Surely I have pacified and stilled my soul, like the suckling on its mother's breast: like a suckling is in me my soul.

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

Let Israel wait for the Lord from this time forth and for ever more.