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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.
HERE, my hart is nie hoogmoedig nie, en my oë is nie trots nie: en ek bemoei my nie met groot sake, of met dinge wat te wonderlik is vir my nie.
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Surely I have behaved and quieted myself, as a child that is weaned of his mother: my soul [is] even as a weaned child.
Sekerlik het ek myself stil en rustig gemaak, soos ‚'n kind wat van die moeder gespeen is: my siel is soos ‚'n gespeende kind.
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Let Israel hope in the LORD from henceforth and for ever.
Laat Israel op die HERE hoop van nou af en vir ewig.