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.

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

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

Atĩrĩrĩ wee Isiraeli, wĩhokage Jehova rĩu na nginya tene.