| 1 | A Song of the going up. Of David. Lord, there is no pride in my heart and my eyes are not lifted up; and I have not taken part in great undertakings, or in things over-hard for me. |
| 2 | See, I have made my soul calm and quiet, like a child on its mother's breast; my soul is like a child on its mother's breast. |
| 3 | O Israel, have hope in the Lord, from this time and for ever. |