Tune: Old Hundredth
(\'All people that on earth do dwell\')
Psalm 131
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Here meditate a while, and sense
The Lord God, His peaceful presence
Come to Him in simplicity
As [King] David let this your prayer be
Lord, my heart it not haughty be
It not proud nor conceited, see
Nor my eyes lofty looking down
On others, no condemning frown
Nor have I myself here concerned
With great matters or highly-learned
Not caught up in profundities
Nor things of great difficulties
Surely I have behaved and calmed
Myself received your comforts balm
Have quieted myself as a child
That is weaned of its mother mild
Thus is my soul, it not complex
With great problems, I not it vex
But hope in you, Lord, as all may
Do so henceforth and for always