O Lord, my heart is not proud,
my eyes are not raised to high for Thee;
I do not concern myself with great matters
or things too wonderful for me.
But I have calmed and quieted my soul;
like a weaned child with its mother,
so is my soul within me.
O Israel put your hope in the Lord, from this time forth and forevermore.
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