PSALM 130 (131)
A song of ascents.
Lord, my heart is not haughty, nor are mine eyes lofty.
Neither have I exercised myself in great matters,
or in things too wonderful for me.
If I had not been humble-minded, but had exalted my soul,
like a child that is weaned from its mother,
so wouldest Thou have requited my soul.
Let Israel hope in the Lord,
from henceforth, and for ever.
I am still
My soul is quiet
I am safe and satisfied
I've no pride
And I've no worries
For to myself I have died
The Father is good
He will take care of you
Hope in God
Now and foreverLet him be your only food