1 A Song of the Ascents, by David. Jehovah, my heart hath not been haughty, Nor have mine eyes been high, Nor have I walked in great things, And in things too wonderful for me.

Yahweh, my heart isn’t haughty, nor my eyes lofty; nor do I concern myself with great matters, or things too wonderful for me.

2 H ave I not compared, and kept silent my soul, As a weaned one by its mother? As a weaned one by me my soul.

Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

3 I srael doth wait on Jehovah, From henceforth, and unto the age!

Israel, hope in Yahweh, from this time forward and forever more.