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.

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.

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.

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.

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

Israel, hope in the Lord, now and forever!