Salme 130

1 Sang til Festrejserne. Fra det dybe raaber jeg til dig, HERRE,

A song of ascents. Out of the depths I cry to You, O LORD!

2 o Herre, hør min Røst! Lad dine Ører lytte til min tryglende Røst!

O Lord, hear my voice; let Your ears be attentive to my plea for mercy.

3 Tog du Vare, HERRE, paa Misgerninger, Herre, hvo kunde da bestaa?

If You, O LORD, kept track of iniquities, then who, O Lord, could stand?

4 Men hos dig er der Syndsforladelse, at du maa frygtes.

But with You there is forgiveness, so that You may be feared.

5 Jeg haaber paa HERREN, min Sjæl haaber paa hans Ord,

I wait for the LORD; my soul does wait, and in His word I put my hope.

6 paa Herren bier min Sjæl mer end Vægter paa Morgen, Vægter paa Morgen.

My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning— more than watchmen wait for the morning.

7 Israel, bi paa HERREN! Thi hos HERREN er Miskundhed, hos ham er Forløsning i Overflod.

O Israel, put your hope in the LORD, for with the LORD is loving devotion, and with Him is redemption in abundance.

8 Og han vil forløse Israel fra alle dets Misgerninger.

And He will redeem Israel from all iniquity.