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A songשִׁירof the ascents.הַמַּעֲלוֹתOf David.לְדָוִדYHWH,יְהוָהmy heartלִבִּיhas notלֹאbeen lifted up,גָבַהּnorוְלֹאhave my eyesעֵינַיbeen raised high,רָמוּnorוְלֹאhave I walkedהִלַּכְתִּיin great thingsבִּגְדֹלוֹתor in things too wonderfulוּבְנִפְלָאוֹתfor me.מִמֶּנִּי
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Rather,אִם לֹאI have calmedשִׁוִּיתִיand quietedוְדוֹמַמְתִּיmy soul,נַפְשִׁיlike a weaned childכְּגָמֻלwith its mother;עֲלֵי אִמּוֹlike the weaned childכַּגָּמֻלwithin meעָלַיis my soul.נַפְשִׁי
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Let Israel awaitיַחֵל יִשְׂרָאֵלYHWHאֶל יְהוָהfrom nowמֵעַתָּהand forever.וְעַד עוֹלָם