Psalms

A song of ascents. Of David.

1My heart is not proud, O LORD,my eyes are not haughty.I do not aspire to great thingsor matters too lofty 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, put your hope in the LORD,both now and forevermore.