PsalmitLuku 131

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A song of ascents. Of David. LORD, my heart is not proud, nor are my eyes lifted high; I do not busy myself with things too great and too wondrous for me.
Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child, my soul rests within me.
Israel, put your hope in the LORD, from now on and forever.