1A Song of Ascents. By David. Yahweh, my heart isn’t arrogant, nor my eyes lofty; nor do I concern myself with great matters, or things too wonderful for me.
2Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.
Toe nampipendreñe naho nampitsiñe ty fiaiko raho, manahake ty ajaja notaen-drene’e, ie hoe ajaja maota ty fiaiko.
3Israel, hope in Yahweh, from this time forward and forever more.
O ry Israeleo, itamao t’Iehovà henane zao vaho nainai’e.