Psalms 131

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. A psalm of David. Lord, I'm not proud or arrogant. I don't worry about things that are beyond me, matters that are far beyond my experience.

Lord, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty: neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things too high for me.

2 On the contrary, I have chosen to be calm and quiet, like a weaned child with its mother. I am like a weaned child with its mother.

Surely I have behaved and quieted myself, as a child that is weaned of his mother: my soul is even as a weaned child.

3 Israel, hope in the Lord, now and forever!

Let Israel hope in the LORD from henceforth and for ever.