Psalms 131

1 A Song of degrees. Of David. Jehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty; neither do I exercise myself in great matters, and in things too wonderful for me.

Ra Anumzamoka navufga atahara nosuna, nagra namimiza runafagera nosue. Nagra ranra zanku'ene, nagrama osuga zankura nagesa antahintahia nosue.

2 Surely I have restrained and composed my soul, like a weaned child with its mother: my soul within me is as a weaned child.

Osi mofavremo'ma zavima ote'noma nerera azampima akoheno maseaza hu'na, akohe'na narimpa frune nemanue. Ana zanke huno nagu'amo'enena fru huno nemane.

3 Let Israel hope in Jehovah, from henceforth and for evermore.

Tamagra Israeli vahe'mota meninteti'ma agafama huno vaniana Ra Anumzamofonte amuhara huvava huta viho.