A song of the ascents: of David.{HR}Jehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty;{HR}Neither do I meddle (walk) with [things] great{HR}And with [things] too wonderful for me.
Surely, (if) I have stilled and quieted my soul,{HR}As a weaned one upon its mother;{HR}As the weaned one [is] my soul within me.
Hope, Israel, for Jehovah henceforth and forever.