1. A song of ascents. Of David. LORD, my heart is not proud; nor are my eyes haughty. I do not busy myself with great matters, with things too sublime for me.

2. Rather, I have stilled my soul, hushed it like a weaned child. Like a weaned child on its mother's lap, so is my soul within me.

3. Israel, hope in the LORD, now and forever.





“Onde há mais sacrifício, há mais generosidade.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina