O Jehovah, my heart is not proud, nor are my eyes haughty;
Nor do I go about in things too great
or too wondrous for me.
Surely I have weaned and quieted my soul;
Like a weaned child rests against his mother,
My soul is like a weaned child within me.
O Israel, hope in Jehovah
From this time forth and forever.
— Psalm 131:1-3
Tomorrow: “Being Fruitful May Make Us Proud”