I Have Stilled My Soul
1A song of ascents. Of David.
My heart is not proud, O LORD,
my eyes are not haughty.
I do not aspire to great things
or matters too lofty for me.
2Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul;
like a weaned child with his mother,
like a weaned child is my soul within me.
3O Israel, put your hope in the LORD,
both now and forevermore.