Psalms 131

1 A SONG OF THE ASCENTS. BY DAVID. YHWH, my heart has not been haughty, Nor have my eyes been high, Nor have I walked in great things, And in things too wonderful for me.

The song of greces, `to Dauith himself. Lord, myn herte is not enhaunsid; nether myn iyen ben reisid. Nether Y yede in the grete thingis; nether in merueilis aboue me.

2 Have I not compared, and kept my soul silent, As a weaned one by its mother? As a weaned one by me [is] my soul.

If Y feelide not mekely; but enhaunside my soule. As a childe wenyde on his modir; so yelding be in my soule.

3 Israel waits on YHWH, From now on, and for all time!

Israel hope in the Lord; fro this tyme now and in to the world.