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 ascents. Of David. O Lord, my heart is not haughty, my eyes are not lofty, I walk not among great things, things 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.

Yes, I have soothed and stilled myself, like a young child on his mother’s lap; like a young child am I.

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

O Israel, hope in the Lord from now and for evermore.