Childlike Trust in the LORD.

A Song of Ascents, of David.

1LORD, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes arrogant;

Nor do I [a]involve myself in great matters,

Or in things too [b]difficult for me.

2I have certainly soothed and quieted my soul;

Like a weaned child resting [c]against his mother,

My soul [d]within me is like a weaned child.

3Israel, wait for the LORD

From this time on and forever.