1 My heart's not haughty Lord,
Nor lofty are mine eyes:
In things too great or high for me
Is not mine exercise.
2 My self I surely have
Compos'd and made to rest.
Like as a child that weaned is
From off his mothers breast.
I'm like a weaned child,
3 Let Isra'l then stay
With expectation on the Lord,
From henceforth and for aye.
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First Line: | My heart's not haughty, Lord |
Title: | A Song of Degrees of David |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1742 |
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Notes: | Now Public Domain. |