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 the going up. Of David. Lord, there is no pride in my heart and my eyes are not lifted up; and I have not taken part in great undertakings, or in things over-hard 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.

See, I have made my soul calm and quiet, like a child on its mother's breast; my soul is like a child on its mother's breast.

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

O Israel, have hope in the Lord, from this time and for ever.