| 1 | O LORD, my heart is not lifted up, my eyes are not raised too high; I do not occupy myself with things too great and too marvelous for me. |
| 2 | But I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; my soul is like the weaned child that is with me. |
| 3 | O Israel, hope in the LORD from this time on and forevermore. |