Childlike Repose in the Lord
A Song of degrees of David.
1 Lord, my heart is not haughty,
nor mine eyes lofty:
neither do I exercise myself in great matters,
or in things too high for me.
2Surely I have behaved and quieted myself,
as a child that is weaned of his mother:
my soul is even as a weaned child.
3Let Israel hope in the Lord
from henceforth and for ever.
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