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. |
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| Background: Illustration: View of the Dead Sea, from inside one of the caves where several of the scrolls were found. (Photograph copyright Richard Nowitz) |
| A Song of degrees of David |
| PSALM CXXXI |
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