Psalms 131:2
Surely I have behaved and quieted myself, as a child that is weaned of his mother: my soul [is] even as a weaned child.
Surely I have behaved and quieted myself, as a child that is weaned of his mother: my soul [is] even as a weaned child.
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1¶ A Song of degrees of David. LORD, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty: neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things too high for me.
13For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
7Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the LORD hath dealt bountifully with thee.
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, [even] from good; and my sorrow was stirred.
5¶ I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope.
6My soul [waiteth] for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: [I say, more than] they that watch for the morning.
3Let Israel hope in the LORD from henceforth and for ever.
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 like a travailing woman; I will destroy and devour at once.
15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done [it]: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
14I behaved myself as though [he had been] my friend [or] brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth [for his] mother.
2Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.
6My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.
1¶ To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
10Be still, and know that I [am] God: I will be exalted among the heathen, 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 made me a polished shaft; in his quiver hath he hid me;
1¶ To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David. Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him [cometh] my salvation.
3When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
17Unless the LORD [had been] my help, my soul had almost dwelt in silence.
20My soul hath [them] still in remembrance, and is humbled in me.
5Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and [why] art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him [for] the help of his countenance.
18And my people shall dwell in a peaceable habitation, and in sure dwellings, and in quiet resting places;
1¶ To the chief Musician, [A Psalm] of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee [as] a bird to your mountain?
20Behold, O LORD; for I [am] in distress: my bowels are troubled; mine heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaveth, at home [there is] as death.
18[When] I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart [is] faint in me.
1¶ A Song of degrees. Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O LORD.
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 pastor to follow thee: neither have I desired the woeful day; thou knowest: that which came out of my lips was [right] before thee.
9But thou [art] he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope [when I was] upon my mother's breasts.
8I am feeble and sore broken: I have roared by reason of the disquietness of my heart.
21¶ Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.
3My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?
2In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased 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 health of my countenance, and my God.
3For I was my father's son, tender and only [beloved] in the sight of my mother.
18(For from my youth he was brought up with me, as [with] a father, and I have guided her 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 LORD, do I lift up my soul.
14This [is] my rest for ever: here will I dwell; for I have desired it.
5My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation [is] from him.
14But I trusted in thee, O LORD: I said, Thou [art] my God.
5I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained 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 understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
25For I have satiated the weary soul, and I have replenished every sorrowful soul.
24The LORD [is] my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.
8I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for thou, LORD, only makest me dwell in safety.
16Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants [which] never saw light.