1 LORD, my heart isn't proud; my eyes aren't conceited. I don't get involved with things too great or wonderful for me.
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God, I'm not trying to rule the roost, I don't want to be king of the mountain. I haven't meddled where I have no business or fantasized grandiose plans.
2 No. But I have calmed and quieted myself like a weaned child on its mother; I'm like the weaned child that is with me.
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I've kept my feet on the ground, I've cultivated a quiet heart. Like a baby content in its mother's arms, my soul is a baby content.
3 Israel, wait for the LORD— from now until forever from now!
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Wait, Israel, for God. Wait with hope. Hope now; hope always!
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.