Psalms 131

1 A Song of the going up. Of David. Lord, there is no pride in my heart and my eyes are not lifted up; and I have not taken part in great undertakings, or in things over-hard for me.

A Song of Ascents. David’s. O Yahweh, my heart, is not haughty, nor are mine eyes, lofty, neither have I moved among great matters, or among affairs too wonderful for me.

2 See, I have made my soul calm and quiet, like a child on its mother's breast; my soul is like a child on its mother's breast.

Surely I have soothed and silenced my soul, —like a weaned child, concerning his mother, like a weaned child, concerning myself—mine own soul.

3 O Israel, have hope in the Lord, from this time and for ever.

Wait, O Israel, for Yahweh, from this time forth, even to times age-abiding.