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Psalm 131

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Lord, it is not proud, my heart,
Not haughty my eyes are.
Concerned myself I am not
With things great, with things that are
Too wonderful for me.

I am quieted and calmed,
I am like a weaned child.
Content like a child that's weaned,
Isra'l, hope now in the Lord
Both now and evermore.

Psalm 134

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Servants of the Lord, praise the Lord,
As by night, each one stands.
As there in the house of the Lord,
You all lift up your hands.

In the sanct'ry, the Lord praising,
May the Lord from Zion
May he bless you, Maker of heav'n
And Maker of the earth.