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Saamu 131

Orin fún ìgòkè. Ti Dafidi.

1Olúwa àyà mi kò gbéga,
    bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ojú mi kò gbé sókè:
bẹ́ẹ̀ ni èmi kò fi ọwọ́ mi lé ọ̀ràn ńlá,
    tàbí lé ohun tí ó ga jù mí lọ
Nítòótọ́ èmi mú ọkàn mi sinmi,
    mo sì mú un dákẹ́ jẹ́ẹ́,
bí ọmọ tí a ti ọwọ́ ìyá rẹ̀ gbà ní ẹnu ọmú:
    ọkàn mi rí gẹ́gẹ́ bí ọmọ tí a já ní ẹnu ọmú.

Israẹli, ìwọ ní ìrètí ní ti Olúwa
    láti ìsinsin yìí lọ àti láéláé.

New Living Translation

Psalm 131

Psalm 131

A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem. A psalm of David.

Lord, my heart is not proud;
    my eyes are not haughty.
I don’t concern myself with matters too great
    or too awesome for me to grasp.
Instead, I have calmed and quieted myself,
    like a weaned child who no longer cries for its mother’s milk.
    Yes, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

O Israel, put your hope in the Lord
    now and always.