My heart is not proud, O Lord.
My eyes are not haughty.
I do not concern myself with great matters
or things too wonderful for me.
But, I have stilled and quieted my soul.
Like a weaned child with its mother.
Like a weaned child is my soul within me.
O Israel, put your hope in the Lord both now and forevermore.
My eyes are not haughty.
I do not concern myself with great matters
or things too wonderful for me.
But, I have stilled and quieted my soul.
Like a weaned child with its mother.
Like a weaned child is my soul within me.
O Israel, put your hope in the Lord both now and forevermore.
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