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.

A song of ascents. Of David. O Lord, my heart is not haughty, my eyes are not lofty, I walk not among great things, things too wonderful 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.

Yes, I have soothed and stilled myself, like a young child on his mother’s lap; like a young child am I.

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

O Israel, hope in the Lord from now and for evermore.