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(Song of the goings up; of David’s.) 131 Jehovah, my heart is not exaltednor my eyes lofty;I have not gone among great thingsand things too mysterious for me. 2 Verily I have soothedand stilled my soul.Like a weaned child in its mother’s arms,like the weaned child is my soul in me. 3 Wait toward Jehovah, Israel,from now to eternity.