Psalm 131

A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem. A psalm of David. 1LORD, my heart is not proud;my eyes are not haughty.I don’t concern myself with matters too greator too awesome for me to grasp. 2 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.

3O Israel, put your hope in the LORD—now and always.