A Song of degrees of David.
1
LORD, my heart is not haughty,Nor mine eyes lofty:Neither do I exercise myself inGreat matters, or in things too high for me.
2
Surely I have behaved and quieted myself,As a child that is weaned of his mother: My soul is even as a weaned child.
3
Let Israel hope in the LORDFrom henceforth and for ever.