Psalms 131:2
Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; Like a weaned child with his mother, Like a weaned child is my soul within me.
Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; Like a weaned child with his mother, Like a weaned child is my soul within me.
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1[A Song of Ascents; of David]. Jehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty; Neither do I exercise myself in great matters, Or in things too wonderful for me.
13For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest,
7Return unto thy rest, O my soul; For Jehovah hath dealt bountifully with thee.
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred.
5I wait for Jehovah, my soul doth wait, And in his word do I hope.
6My soul [waiteth] for the Lord More than watchmen [wait] for the morning; [Yea, more than] watchmen for the morning.
3O Israel, hope in Jehovah From this time forth and for evermore.
4Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
14I have long time holden my peace; I have been still, and refrained myself: [now] will I cry out like a travailing woman; I will gasp and pant together.
15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
14I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother: I bowed down mourning, as one that bewaileth his mother.
2Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou established strength, Because of thine adversaries, That thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.
6My soul hath long had her dwelling With him that hateth peace.
1[For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David]. I waited patiently for Jehovah; And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
10Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.
2and he hath made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of his hand hath he hid me: and he hath made me a polished shaft; in his quiver hath he kept me close:
1[For the Chief Musician; after the manner of Jeduthun. A Psalm of David]. My soul waiteth in silence for God only: From him [cometh] my salvation.
3When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
17Unless Jehovah had been my help, My soul had soon dwelt in silence.
20My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is bowed down within me.
5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And [why] art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise him [For] the help of his countenance.
18And my people shall abide in a peaceable habitation, and in safe dwellings, and in quiet resting-places.
1[For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David]. In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain;
20Behold, O Jehovah; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaveth, at home there is as death.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
1[A Song of Ascents]. Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Jehovah.
2Lord, hear my voice: Let thine ears be attentive To the voice of my supplications.
6By thee have I been holden up from the womb; Thou art he that took me out of my mother's bowels: My praise shall be continually of thee.
17And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace; I forgat prosperity.
16As for me, I have not hastened from being a shepherd after thee; neither have I desired the woeful day; thou knowest: that which came out of my lips was before thy face.
9But thou art he that took me out of the womb; Thou didst make me trust [when I was] upon my mother's breasts.
8I am faint and sore bruised: I have groaned by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
21For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:
3My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?
2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; My soul refused to be comforted.
11Why art thou cast down, O my soul? And why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; For I shall yet praise him, [Who is] the help of my countenance, and my God.
3For I was a son unto my father, Tender and only beloved in the sight of my mother.
18(Nay, from my youth he grew up with me as with a father, And her have I guided from my mother's womb);
13As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you; and ye shall be comforted in Jerusalem.
1[[ A Psalm] of David]. Unto thee, O Jehovah, do I lift up my soul.
14This is my resting-place for ever: Here will I dwell; For I have desired it.
5My soul, wait thou in silence for God only; For my expectation is from him.
14But I trusted in thee, O Jehovah: I said, Thou art my God.
5I laid me down and slept; I awaked; For Jehovah sustaineth me.
7The whole earth is at rest, [and] is quiet: they break forth into singing.
11When I was a child, I spake as a child, I felt as a child, I thought as a child: now that I am become a man, I have put away childish things.
25For I have satiated the weary soul, and every sorrowful soul have I replenished.
24Jehovah is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.
8In peace will I both lay me down and sleep; For thou, Jehovah, alone makest me dwell in safety.
16Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, As infants that never saw light.