1 A Song of the Ascents, by David. Jehovah, my heart hath not been haughty, Nor have mine eyes been high, Nor have I walked in great things, And in things too wonderful for me.2 Have I not compared, and kept silent my soul, As a weaned one by its mother? As a weaned one by me [is] my soul.3 Israel doth wait on Jehovah, From henceforth, and unto the age!

1 LORD, my heart is not haughty, nor mine 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, my soul is with me like a weaned child.

3 O Israel, hope in the LORD from this time forth and for evermore.