October 6, 2010

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  Psalm 131

  A song of ascents. Of David.

   My heart is not proud, LORD,
         my eyes are not haughty;
         I do not concern myself with great matters
         or things too wonderful for me.

    But I have calmed myself
         and quieted my ambitions.
         I am like a weaned child with its mother;
         like a weaned child I am content.

      Israel, put your hope in the LORD
         both now and forevermore.

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