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Childlike Trust in the  Lord. 
A Song of Ascents, of David. 
1 O  Lord, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes haughty; 
Nor do I involve myself in great matters, 
Or in things too difficult for me. 
2  Surely I have composed and quieted my soul; 
Like a weaned child rests against his mother, 
My soul is like a weaned child within me. 
3 O Israel, hope in the  Lord 
From this time forth and forever.