(A song by David for worship.)
Trust the Lord!
1 I am not conceited, Lord,
and I don't waste my time
on impossible schemes.
2 But I have learned to feel safe
and satisfied,
like a young child
in its mother's arms.
3 People of Israel,
you must trust the Lord
now and forever.
1 A song of degrees or Psalme of David. Lord, mine heart is not hautie, neither are mine eyes loftie, neither haue I walked in great matters and hid from me. 2 Surely I haue behaued my selfe, like one wained from his mother, and kept silence: I am in my selfe as one that is wained. 3 Let Israel waite on the Lord from hencefoorth and for euer.