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.

He waiata; he pikitanga. Na Rawiri. E Ihowa, ehara toku i te ngakau whakapehapeha: ehara ano oku i te kanohi whakakake: kahore hoki ahau e rahurahu ki nga mea nunui, e kore nei e taea e ahau.

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.

He pono kua meinga e ahau toku wairua kia tau, a kia mahaki, pera i to te tamaiti kua wehea i te u o tona whaea: he rite toku wairua ki te tamaiti katahi nei ka wehe i te u.

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

E Iharaira, kia tumanako ki a Ihowa: aianei a ake tonu atu.