Mapisarema 131

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

A Song of degrees. Of David. Jehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty; neither do I exercise myself in great matters, and in things too wonderful for me.

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

Surely I have restrained and composed my soul, like a weaned child with its mother: my soul within me is as a weaned child.

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

Let Israel hope in Jehovah, from henceforth and for evermore.