A Song of Ascents. Of David.
1O Lord, my heart is not lifted up,
my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvelous for me.
2But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a child quieted at its mother's breast;
like a child that is quieted is my soul.
3O Israel, hope in the Lord
from this time forth and for evermore.