A song of ascents. Of David.
1
My heart is not proud, O LORD, my eyes are not haughty;
I do not concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me.
2
But I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with its mother,
like a weaned child is is my soul within me.
3
O Israel, put your hope in the LORD both now and forevermore.