1A Song of Ascents. By David. Yahweh, my heart is not proud, nor are my eyes haughty; I do not involve myself with grand matters, or things too amazing for me.
2Indeed, I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother; my soul within me is like a weaned child.
3Israel, put your hope in Yahweh, from now on and forevermore.