Psalms 131

1 A Song of degrees of David. LORD, my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty: neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things too high for me.

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 Surely I have behaved and quieted myself, as a child that is weaned by his mother: my soul is even as a weaned child.

Yes, I have soothed and stilled myself, like a young child on his mother’s lap; like a young child am I.

3 Let Israel hope in the LORD from henceforth and for ever.

O Israel, hope in the Lord from now and for evermore.