1 God, I’m not trying to rule the roost,I don’t want to be king of the mountain.I haven’t meddled where I have no businessor fantasized grandiose plans.
2 I’ve kept my feet on the ground,I’ve cultivated a quiet heart.Like a baby content in its mother’s arms,my soul is a baby content.
3 Wait, Israel, for God. Wait with hope.Hope now; hope always!