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.

A song of ascents. Of David. My heart is not proud, O LORD, my eyes are not haughty. I do not aspire to great things or matters too lofty 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, put your hope in the LORD, both now and forevermore.