| 1 | A Song of Ascents. By David. Yahweh, my heart isn\'t haughty, nor my eyes lofty; Nor do I concern myself with great matters, Or things too wonderful for me. |
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| 2 | Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul, Like a weaned child with his mother, Like a weaned child is my soul within me. |
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| 3 | Israel, hope in Yahweh, From this time forth and forevermore. |
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