A Childlike Spirit
A song of ascents. Of David.
1Lord, my heart is not proud;
my eyes are not haughty.
I do not get involved with things
too great or too wondrous for me.
2Instead, I have calmed and quieted my soul
like a weaned child with its mother;
my soul is like a weaned child.
3Israel, put your hope in the Lord,
both now and forever.