Domine, non est
Lord, I am not high-minded; I have no proud looks. I do not exercise myself in great matters which are too high for me. But I refrain my soul, and keep it low, like as a child that is weaned from his mother; yea, my soul is even as a weaned child. O Israel, trust in the Lord, from this time forth for evermore.
The coverdale translation edited by W.S. Peterson and Valerie Macys — used with permission.