Psalm 131

76.77.6
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.