1 A Song of Ascents; of David. Yahweh, my heart is not haughty, nor my eyes lofty; Neither do I exercise myself in great matters, Or in things too wonderful for me.2 Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; Like a weaned child with his mother, Like a weaned child is my soul inside me.3 O Israel, hope in Yahweh From this time forth and forevermore.