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1 Yon chan pou monte vè tanp lan. O SENYÈ, kè m pa ògeye, ni zye m pa gen awogans. Ni m pa fouye kò m nan gwo zafè, ni nan sa ki twò wo pou mwen.
A song of ascents. Of David. O Lord, my heart is not haughty, my eyes are not lofty, I walk not among great things, things too wonderful for me.
2 Anverite, mwen te fin ranje e kalme nanm mwen. Menm jan ke yon pitit poze sou manman l, anndan m, nanm mwen tankou yon pitit ki sevre.
Yes, I have soothed and stilled myself, like a young child on his mother’s lap; like a young child am I.
3 O Israël, mete espwa nan SENYÈ a depi koulye a e jis rive pou tout tan.
O Israel, hope in the Lord from now and for evermore.

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