Psalms 131

A song of ascents, by David.

131:1 O Lord, my heart is not proud,

nor do I have a haughty look.

I do not have great aspirations,

or concern myself with things that are beyond me.

131:2 Indeed I am composed and quiet,

like a young child carried by its mother;

I am content like the young child I carry.

131:3 O Israel, hope in the Lord

now and forevermore!