Àwọn Ẹsẹ Bíbélì Tí Ọ̀pọ̀ Èèyàn Mọ Psalms 131

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Surely I have composed and quieted my soul; Like a weaned child rests against his mother, My soul is like a weaned child within me.

O LORD, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes haughty; Nor do I involve myself in great matters, Or in things too difficult for me.