A Song of Ascents. By David.
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1Yahweh, my heart isn’t haughty, nor my eyes lofty;
- nor do I concern myself with great matters,
- or things too wonderful for me.
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2Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul,
- like a weaned child with his mother,
- like a weaned child is my soul within me.
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3Israel, hope in Yahweh,
- from this time forth and forevermore.