Psalm 131
A song for those who go up to Jerusalem to worship the Lord. A psalm of David.
1Lord, my heart isn’t proud.
My eyes aren’t proud either.
I don’t concern myself with important matters.
I don’t concern myself with things that are too wonderful for me.
2I have made myself calm and content
like a young child in its mother’s arms.
Deep down inside me, I am as content as a young child.
3Israel, put your hope in the Lord
both now and forever.
الْمَزْمُورُ الْمِئَةُ وَالْحَادِي وَالثَّلاثُونَ
تَرْنِيمَةُ الْمَصَاعِدِ. لِدَاوُدَ
1يَا رَبُّ لَمْ يَشْمَخْ قَلْبِي وَلَا اسْتَعْلَتْ عَيْنَايَ وَلَا حَفَلْتُ بِالْعَظَائِمِ وَمَا يَفُوقُ إِدْرَاكِي. 2وَلَكِنِّي سَكَّنْتُ نَفْسِي وَهَدَّأْتُهَا، فَصَارَ قَلْبِي مُطْمَئِنّاً كَطِفْلٍ مَفْطُومٍ مُسْتَسْلِمٍ بَيْنَ ذِرَاعَيْ أُمِّهِ 3لِيَتَرَجَّ إِسْرَائِيلُ الرَّبَّ مِنَ الآنَ وَإِلَى الأَبَدِ.