A Song of my Ascents: Of Batyah:
O God, my heart is not arrogant, nor my look haughty, I do not aspire to great things or to what is beyond me, but I have taught myself to be contented, like a weaned child with her/his father and/or mother, like a weaned child like I am in my mind: O Israel, wait for YAH, for God, now and forever.
O God, my heart is not arrogant, nor my look haughty, I do not aspire to great things or to what is beyond me, but I have taught myself to be contented, like a weaned child with her/his father and/or mother, like a weaned child like I am in my mind: O Israel, wait for YAH, for God, now and forever.
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