Zabur 131

A Song of Ascents. By Dawud.

 

1Allah, my heart isn’t haughty, nor my eyes lofty;

Nor do I concern myself with great matters,

Or things too profound 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 Allah,

From this time forth and forevermore.

 

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