Salme 130

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

A Song of degrees. Out of the depths do I call upon thee, Jehovah.

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

Lord, hear my voice; let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplication.

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

If thou, Jah, shouldest mark iniquities, Lord, who shall stand?

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

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

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

I wait for Jehovah; my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope.

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

My soul [waiteth] for the Lord more than the watchers [wait] for the morning, [more than] the watchers for the morning.

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

Let Israel hope in Jehovah, because with Jehovah there is loving-kindness, and with him is plenteous redemption;

8 Og han vil forløse Israel fra alle dets Misgerninger.

And he will redeem Israel from all his iniquities.