my heart is not haughty,
I do not fix my eyes on things too high.
I am not concerned with great affairs,
or wonders beyond my grasp.
I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a child being weaned from its mother’s breast,
like a babe being weaned so is my soul within me.
Let Israel place its hope in Yahweh,
now and forever more.
Psalm 143:7–12 TNK
Quickly answer me, O Yahweh,
for my spirit faints.
Hide not your face from me,
lest I become like those who descend into the pit.
At dawn let me hear of your
steadfast love,
for I place my trust in you.
Show me the path that I should take,
for I lift up my soul to you.
Rescue me from my enemies,
O Yahweh,
in you I take refuge.
Teach me to do your will,
for you are my God;
your benevolent Spirit,
may she lead me on level ground.
For your name’s sake, O Yahweh,
preserve my life;
in your righteousness,
deliver me from distress.
In your steadfast love,
silence my enemies,
and destroy all my foes,
for I am your servant.
Psalm 145:1–10 TNK
I will exalt you, O my God,
the Sovereign,
I will praise your name forever and ever.
Day after day I will bless you,
I will extol your name forever and ever.
Great is Yahweh and most worthy
to be praised,
his greatness is unfathomable.
Generation after generation will laud your deeds,
will proclaim your mighty works.
They will speak of the glorious splendor of your majesty,
and I will ponder
your wonderful works.
They will declare the power of your dreadful deeds,
and I shall recount
your awesome greatness.
They will celebrate the fame of your great generosity,
and joyfully sing of your righteousness.
Yahweh is gracious and maternally compassionate,
slow to anger, rich in steadfast love.
Yahweh is generous to all,
displaying maternal compassion
to all creatures.
All your creatures shall thank you,
O Yahweh,
and your faithful ones will bless you.
Proverbs 1:8 TNK versicle
Listen, my child,
to your father’s instruction,
and do not forsake
your mother’s teaching.
Proverbs 7:4 TNK versicle
Say to Wisdom, “You are my sister.”
Proverbs 1:20–33 TNK
Wisdom calls aloud in the street,
she raises her voice
in the public squares;
in the intersections she cries out,
she delivers her speeches
in the city gateways.
“You simple people, how much longer will you love your base ways?
How much longer will mockers make merry in mockery
and fools despise knowledge?
Pay heed to my warning.
I will pour out my spirit upon you;
I will make my thoughts known to you.
Because I called and you rejected me,
stretched out my hand and no one paid any attention,
since you ignored all of my advice
and rejected all my warnings;
I in turn will chuckle at your calamity,
I will mock when misfortune overwhelms you,
when catastrophe overtakes
you like a storm,
when disaster sweeps down upon you like a whirlwind,
when distress and anguish befall you.
Then they will call upon me, but I will not answer;
they will diligently search for me but not find me.
Because they despised knowledge
and chose not the fear of the Lord,
since they did not accept my counsel,
and have spurned all my rebukes,
