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. Yahweh, my heart is not proud or my eyes haughty. I do not have great hopes for myself or concern myself with things that are beyond 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.

Indeed I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with his mother, my soul within me is like a weaned child.

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

Israel, hope in Yahweh now and forever.