Psalms 131

1 A song of degrees or Psalme of David. Lord, mine heart is not hautie, neither are mine eyes loftie, neither haue I walked in great matters and hid from me.

Jehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty. Neither do I exercise myself in grand matters, or in things too wonderful for me.

2 Surely I haue behaued my selfe, like one wained from his mother, and kept silence: I am in my selfe as one that is wained.

Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul like a weaned child with his mother. Like a weaned child is my soul within me.

3 Let Israel waite on the Lord from hencefoorth and for euer.

O Israel, hope in Jehovah from this time forth and for evermore.