ISV(i) 1 A Davidic Song of Ascents. LORD, my heart is not arrogant, nor do I look haughty. I do not aspire to great things, nor concern myself with things beyond my ability. 2 Instead, I have composed and quieted myself like a weaned child with its mother; I am like a weaned child. 3 Place your hope in the LORD, Israel, both now and forever.