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.

Rwiyo rworwendo rwaDhavhidhi. Haiwa Jehovha, mwoyo wangu hauzvikudzi, meso angu haana manyawi; handina hanya nezvinhu zvikuru kana zvinhu zvinonyanya kushamisa.

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.

Asi ndakadzikamisa uye ndakanyaradza mweya wangu; somwana akarumurwa namai vake, somwana akarumurwa, ndizvo zvakaita mweya wangu mandiri.

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

Haiwa Israeri, isai tariro yenyu pana Jehovha, kubva zvino nokusingaperi.