1O LORD,my heartis not proud,normy eyeshaughty;Nordo I involvemyself in greatmatters, Or in thingstoodifficultfor me.
2SurelyI have composedand quietedmy soul;Like a weanedchild [rests] againsthis mother,My soulis like a weanedchild withinme.
3O Israel,hopein the LORDFrom thistimeforth and forever.