When words are few

And tears are many

There is always a song

And a prayer

Psalm 131

Lord, my heart is not proud;

my eyes are not haughty.

I do not get involved with things too great or too

wondrous for me.

Instead, I have calmed

and quieted my soul

like a weaned child

with its mother;

my soul is like a weaned child.

Israel, put your hope in the Lord,

both now and forever.