Psalms 131

1 A Song of Ascents. David’s. O Yahweh, my heart, is not haughty, nor are mine eyes, lofty, neither have I moved among great matters, or among affairs too wonderful for me.

שִׁ֥יר הַֽמַּֽעֲלֹ֗ות לְדָ֫וִ֥ד יְהוָ֤ה ׀ לֹא־גָבַ֣הּ לִ֭בִּי וְלֹא־רָמ֣וּ עֵינַ֑י וְלֹֽא־הִלַּ֓כְתִּי ׀ בִּגְדֹלֹ֖ות וּבְנִפְלָאֹ֣ות מִמֶּֽנִּי׃

2 Surely I have soothed and silenced my soul, —like a weaned child, concerning his mother, like a weaned child, concerning myself—mine own soul.

אִם־לֹ֤א שִׁוִּ֨יתִי ׀ וְדֹומַ֗מְתִּי נַ֫פְשִׁ֥י כְּ֭גָמֻל עֲלֵ֣י אִמֹּ֑ו כַּגָּמֻ֖ל עָלַ֣י נַפְשִֽׁי׃

3 Wait, O Israel, for Yahweh, from this time forth, even to times age-abiding.

יַחֵ֣ל יִ֝שְׂרָאֵל אֶל־יְהוָ֑ה מֵֽ֝עַתָּ֗ה וְעַד־עֹולָֽם׃