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.

Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova, ngoro yakwa ndĩrĩ na mwĩgaatho, o na maitho makwa ti ma mwĩtũũgĩrio; niĩ ndirũmbũyanagia na maũndũ manene, o na kana maũndũ ma magegania marĩa mangĩrĩte.

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.

No rĩrĩ, nĩhooreretie na ngakiria ngoro yakwa; o ta kaana gatuithĩtio iria gakuuĩtwo nĩ nyina, o ta kaana gatuithĩtio iria nĩguo ngoro yakwa ĩhaana ĩrĩ thĩinĩ wakwa.

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

Atĩrĩrĩ wee Isiraeli, wĩhokage Jehova rĩu na nginya tene.