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 degrees. Of David. Jehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty; neither do I exercise myself in great matters, and 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 restrained and composed my soul, like a weaned child with its mother: my soul within me is as a weaned child.

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

Let Israel hope in Jehovah, from henceforth and for evermore.