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.

He waiata; he pikitanga. Na Rawiri. E Ihowa, ehara toku i te ngakau whakapehapeha: ehara ano oku i te kanohi whakakake: kahore hoki ahau e rahurahu ki nga mea nunui, e kore nei e taea e ahau.

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.

He pono kua meinga e ahau toku wairua kia tau, a kia mahaki, pera i to te tamaiti kua wehea i te u o tona whaea: he rite toku wairua ki te tamaiti katahi nei ka wehe i te u.

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

E Iharaira, kia tumanako ki a Ihowa: aianei a ake tonu atu.