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.

Abụ nrigo, nke Devid. O Onyenwe anyị, nganga adịghị nʼobi m, ndụ mpako abụkwaghị ọchịchọ m; adịghị m etinye onwe m nʼokwu karịrị m maọbụ nʼihe ndị dị ukwuu karịa m.

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.

Ma ana m edere duu, mkpụrụobi m nọkwa jụụ; dịka nwantakịrị a napụrụ ara, ya na nne ya nọ, e, dịka nwantakịrị a napụrụ ara, otu a ka mkpụrụobi m nọ nʼime m.

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

Ndị Izrel, ka olileanya unu dịrị na Onyenwe anyị ugbu a na mgbe niile ebighị ebi.