A Song of degrees of David.
Let burning coals fall upon them: let them be cast into the fire; into deep pits, that they rise not up again. 140:10
131:1-3
A Song of degrees of David.
1 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.
My heart isn't haughty or my eyes lofty.
I don't sweat the big stuff.
2 Surely I have behaved and quieted myself, as a child that is weaned of his mother: my soul is even as a weaned child.
3 Let Israel hope in the LORD from henceforth and for ever.
I behave like a weaned child.
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