Childlike Trust in the Lord.
A Song of Ascents, of David.
1 Lord, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes arrogant;
Nor do I involve myself in great matters,
Or in things too difficult for me.
2 I have certainly soothed and quieted my soul;
Like a weaned child restingagainst his mother,
My soul within me is like a weaned child.
3 Israel, wait for the Lord
From this time on and forever.
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