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.

Waƙar haurawa. Ta Dawuda. Zuciyata ba mai girman kai ba ce, ya Ubangiji, idanuna ba sa fariya; ban dami kaina da manyan al’amura ba ko abubuwan da suka sha ƙarfina.

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.

Amma na haƙura na kuma kwantar da raina; kamar yaron da aka yaye tare da mahaifiyarsa, kamar yaron da aka yaye haka raina yake a cikina.

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

Ya Isra’ila, sa zuciyarka ga Ubangiji yanzu da har abada kuma.