1 Yahweh, my heart isn’t arrogant, nor my eyes lofty;

nor do I concern myself with great matters,

or things too wonderful for me.

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.

3 Israel, hope in Yahweh,

from this time forward and forever more.

1 He waiata; he pikitanga. Na Rawiri. E Ihowa, ehara toku i te ngakau whakapehapeha: ehara ano oku i te kanohi whakakake: kahore hoki ahau e rahurahu ki nga mea nunui, e kore nei e taea e ahau.

2 He pono kua meinga e ahau toku wairua kia tau, a kia mahaki, pera i to te tamaiti kua wehea i te u o tona whaea: he rite toku wairua ki te tamaiti katahi nei ka wehe i te u.

3 E Iharaira, kia tumanako ki a Ihowa: aianei a ake tonu atu.