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Domine, none est. The prophet's humility.
[1] Lord, my heart is not exalted: nor are my eyes lofty. Neither have I walked in great matters, nor in wonderful things above me.
[2] If I was not humbly minded, but exalted my soul: As a child that is weaned is towards his mother, so reward in my soul.
[3] Let Israel hope in the Lord, from henceforth now and for ever.
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