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Psalm 131

A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem. A psalm of David.

Lord, my heart is not proud;
    my eyes are not haughty.
I don’t concern myself with matters too great
    or too awesome for me to grasp.
Instead, I have calmed and quieted myself,
    like a weaned child who no longer cries for its mother’s milk.
    Yes, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

O Israel, put your hope in the Lord
    now and always.

Psalm 131

A pilgrimage song. Of David.

131 Lord, my heart isn’t proud;
        my eyes aren’t conceited.
    I don’t get involved with things too great or wonderful for me.
No. But I have calmed and quieted myself[a]
    like a weaned child on its mother;
    I’m like the weaned child that is with me.

Israel, wait for the Lord
    from now until forever from now!

Notas al pie

  1. Psalm 131:2 Or my soul