JPS Tanakh 1917 1A Song of Ascents; of David. LORD, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty; Neither do I exercise myself in things too great, or in things too wonderful for me.
2Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; Like a weaned child with his mother; My soul is with me like a weaned child.
3O Israel, hope in the LORD From this time forth and for ever. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES ACCORDING TO THE MASORETIC TEXT A NEW TRANSLATION |