Psalms 131

1 “A song of the degrees by David.” O Lord, my heart was not haughty, nor were my eyes lofty: neither have I walked after matters too great, or those too wonderful for me.

“A psalm of the steps, or the goings up. Of David.” O LORD! my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty; I employ not myself on great things, or things too wonderful for me!

2 Surely I have pacified and stilled my soul, like the suckling on its mother's breast: like a suckling is in me my soul.

Yea, I have stilled and quieted my soul As a weaned child upon his mother; My soul within me is like a weaned child.

3 Let Israel wait for the Lord from this time forth and for ever more.

O Israel! trust in the LORD, Henceforth even for ever!