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A Song of Ascents. By David. Yahweh, my heart isn’t arrogant, nor my eyes lofty; nor do I concern myself with great matters, or things too wonderful for me.

Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with his mother,
like a weaned child is my soul within me.

Israel, hope in Yahweh,
from this time forward and forever more.

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