< תְהִלִּים 131 >

שִׁ֥יר הַֽמַּֽעֲלֹ֗ות לְדָ֫וִ֥ד יְהוָ֤ה ׀ לֹא־גָבַ֣הּ לִ֭בִּי וְלֹא־רָמ֣וּ עֵינַ֑י וְלֹֽא־הִלַּ֓כְתִּי ׀ בִּגְדֹלֹ֖ות וּבְנִפְלָאֹ֣ות מִמֶּֽנִּי׃ 1
A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. A psalm of David. Lord, I'm not proud or arrogant. I don't worry about things that are beyond me, matters that are far beyond my experience.
אִם־לֹ֤א שִׁוִּ֨יתִי ׀ וְדֹומַ֗מְתִּי נַ֫פְשִׁ֥י כְּ֭גָמֻל עֲלֵ֣י אִמֹּ֑ו כַּגָּמֻ֖ל עָלַ֣י נַפְשִֽׁי׃ 2
On the contrary, I have chosen to be calm and quiet, like a weaned child with its mother. I am like a weaned child with its mother.
יַחֵ֣ל יִ֝שְׂרָאֵל אֶל־יְהוָ֑ה מֵֽ֝עַתָּ֗ה וְעַד־עֹולָֽם׃ 3
Israel, hope in the Lord, now and forever!

< תְהִלִּים 131 >