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A Song of Ascents. By David.
1Lord, my heart isn’t arrogant, nor my eyes lofty;
nor do I concern myself with great matters,
or things too wonderful for me.
2Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with his mother,
like a weaned child is my soul within me.
3Israel, hope in the Lord,
from this time forward and forever more.