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.
Surely I have behaved and quieted myself, as a child that is weaned of his mother: my soul [is] even as a weaned child.
Let Israel hope in the LORD from henceforth and for ever.
A Song of degrees. LORD, remember David, [and] all his afflictions:
How he sware unto the LORD, [and] vowed unto the mighty [God] of Jacob;
Surely I will not come into the tabernacle of my house, nor go up into my bed;
I will not give sleep to mine eyes, [or] slumber to mine eyelids,
Until I find out a place for the LORD, an habitation for the mighty [God] of Jacob.
Lo, we heard of it at Ephratah: we found it in the fields of the wood.
We will go into his tabernacles: we will worship at his footstool.
