Salme 130

1 Af det dybe raaber jeg til dig, Herre!

“A song of the degrees.” Out of the depths have I called thee, O Lord.

2 Herre! hør paa min Røst; lad dine Øren mærke paa mine ydmyge Begæringers Røst.

Lord, listen to my voice: let thy ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.

3 Dersom du, Herre, vil tage Vare paa Misgerninger, Herre! hvo kan da bestaa?

If thou, Lord, shouldst treasure up iniquities, O Lord, who would be able to stand?

4 Men hos dig er Forladelse, paa det du maa frygtes.

But with thee there is forgiveness, in order that thou mayest be feared.

5 Jeg biede efter Herren, min Sjæl biede, og jeg haabede paa hans Ord.

I hope for the Lord, my soul doth hope, and for his word do I wait.

6 Min Sjæl længes efter Herren mere end Vægtere efter Morgenen, Vægtere efter Morgenen.

My soul [waiteth] for the Lord, more than they that watch for the morning expect the morning.

7 Israel! haab paa Herren; thi hos Herren er Miskundhed, og megen Forløsning er hos ham.

Let Israel wait for the Lord; for with the Lord there is kindness, and with him is redemption in abundance;

8 Og han skal forløse Israel af alle dets Misgerninger.

And he wilt surely redeem Israel from all his iniquities.