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.

Pesem preizvrstna Davidova. Gospod, visok ni bil moj duh in ne povzdignene moje očí; in nisem se lotil reči velikih ali visokih, bolj ko se spodobi meni.

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.

Ali nisem pomiril in utešil srca svojega, podoben njemu, ki se odstavlja od mleka pri materi svoji: podobno odstavljenemu od mleka bilo je pri meni srce moje.

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

Nado imej Izrael v Gospodu, od tega časa na vekomaj!