Psalms 131:1
Yahweh, my heart isn't haughty, nor my eyes lofty; nor do I concern myself with great matters, or things too wonderful for me.
Yahweh, my heart isn't haughty, nor my eyes lofty; nor do I concern myself with great matters, or things too wonderful for me.
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2Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.
6For though Yahweh is high, yet he looks after the lowly; but the proud, he knows from afar.
4Yahweh is high above all nations, his glory above the heavens.
5Who is like Yahweh, our God, who has his seat on high,
6Who stoops down to see in heaven and in the earth?
6This knowledge is beyond me. It's lofty. I can't attain it.
3"Talk no more so exceeding proudly. Don't let arrogance come out of your mouth, For Yahweh is a God of knowledge. By him actions are weighed.
1To you I do lift up my eyes, you who sit in the heavens.
1Judge me, Yahweh, for I have walked in my integrity. I have trusted also in Yahweh without wavering.
1Yahweh is my shepherd: I shall lack nothing.
1To you, Yahweh, do I lift up my soul.
1I will lift up my eyes to the hills. Where does my help come from?
11Don't let the foot of pride come against me. Don't let the hand of the wicked drive me away.
1Preserve me, God, for in you do I take refuge.
2My soul, you have said to Yahweh, "You are my Lord. Apart from you I have no good thing."
23Search me, God, and know my heart. Try me, and know my thoughts.
25Who do I have in heaven? There is no one on earth who I desire besides you.
1I will extol you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
13Keep back your servant also from presumptuous sins. Let them not have dominion over me. Then I will be upright. I will be blameless and innocent of great transgression.
14Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, Yahweh, my rock, and my redeemer. For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.
4Don't incline my heart to any evil thing, to practice deeds of wickedness with men who work iniquity. Don't let me eat of their delicacies.
2My soul shall boast in Yahweh. The humble shall hear of it, and be glad.
16As for me, I have not hurried from being a shepherd after you; neither have I desired the woeful day; you know: that which came out of my lips was before your face.
4"Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.
1Yahweh, you have searched me, and you know me.
1Give ear to my words, Yahweh. Consider my meditation.
22for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
5Don't lift up your horn on high. Don't speak with a stiff neck."
1Not to us, Yahweh, not to us, but to your name give glory, for your loving kindness, and for your truth's sake.
1Out of the depths I have cried to you, Yahweh.
2Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to the voice of my petitions.
4Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
3But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
15My eyes are ever on Yahweh, for he will pluck my feet out of the net.
11The lofty looks of man will be brought low, the haughtiness of men will be bowed down, and Yahweh alone will be exalted in that day.
15For thus says the high and lofty One who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: "I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also who is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite.
4Lest my enemy say, "I have prevailed against him;" Lest my adversaries rejoice when I fall.
1Yahweh, don't rebuke me in your anger, neither discipline me in your wrath.
3Have mercy on us, Yahweh, have mercy on us, for we have endured much contempt.
1My heart is steadfast, God. I will sing and I will make music with my soul.
1My heart overflows with a noble theme. I recite my verses for the king. My tongue is like the pen of a skillful writer.
9Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
1Yahweh, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth, who has set your glory above the heavens!
51The arrogant mock me excessively, but I don't swerve from your law.
6Yahweh preserves the simple. I was brought low, and he saved me.
12For it was not an enemy who insulted me, then I could have endured it. Neither was it he who hated me who raised himself up against me, then I would have hidden myself from him.
22As for me, I said in my haste, "I am cut off from before your eyes." Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.
8Remove far from me falsehood and lies. Give me neither poverty nor riches. Feed me with the food that is needful for me;
3Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
4Blessed is the man who makes Yahweh his trust, and doesn't respect the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.