Childlike Trust in the LORD.

A Song of Ascents, of David.

1 O LORD, my heart is not 1proud, nor my eyes 2haughty; Nor do I involve myself in 3great matters, Or in things 4too difficult for me.
2 Surely * I have 5composed and quieted my soul; Like a weaned 6child rests against his mother, My soul is like a weaned child within me.
3 O Israel, 7hope in the LORD 8From this time forth and forever *.