#psalm 131

Blcksmth || Weaned from Arrogance || Derek Prince |[Psalm 131:1-2] My heart is not proud, O LORD, my eyes are not haughty; I do not concern myself with great matters or things too wonderful for me. But I have stilled & quieted my soul; like a weaned child with its mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

..an unweaned child cries & expects s/t immediately from its mother. A weaned child leaves the initiative to its mother; it trusts her to serve food at the right time. As a result of being weaned, David no longer concerned himself with great matters or things too wonderful for him.

I Have Calmed and Quieted My Soul

A Song of degrees; of David.

1 Lord, I am not proud of heart, Nor cast a scornful eye; Nor my aspiring thoughts employ In things for me too high.

2 With infant innocence thou know’st I have myself demean’d; Compos’d to quiet, like a babe That from the breast is wean’d.

3 Like me let Israel hope in God, His aid alone implore: Both now and ever trust in him, Who lives for evermore. — Psalm 131 | Metrical Psalms and Scripture Selections 1696 (MP1696) Metrical Psalms and Scripture Selections 1696 digitised by the British and Foreign Bible Society. Cross References: 2 Samuel 22:28; Ezra 3:11; Job 42:3; Psalm 62:1; Psalm 113:2; Psalm 130:7; Isaiah 28:9; Matthew 18:3; Romans 12:16; 1 Corinthians 14:20

Psalm 131:

O Lord, my heart is not lifted up; my eyes are not raised too high; I do not occupy myself with things too great and too marvelous for me. But I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child is my soul within me. O Israel, HOPE in the Lord from this time forth and forevermore.

[King David]

Anti-psalm 131:

Self, who sits above all things; my heart is proud; and my eyes are haughty; and I chase after things too great and too difficult for me. So of course I’m noisy and restless inside; like a hungry infant fussing on his mother’s lap, like a disruptive toddler, I’m restless with my demands and worries. O Self, look to yourself, that’s all you have From this time forth and until you die.

O Lord, my heart is not lifted up;

    my eyes are not raised too high;

I do not occupy myself with things

    too great and too marvelous for me.

But I have calmed and quieted my soul,

    like a weaned child with its mother;