< 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 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 have pacified and stilled my soul, like the suckling on its mother's breast: like a suckling is in me my soul.
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 wait for the Lord from this time forth and for ever more.
Israel, hope in Yahweh now and forever.