1A Song of Ascents; of David. Yehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty; Nor do I occupy myself in great matters, Or in 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.
3O Israel, hope in Yehovah From this time forth and forevermore.