Psalms 130

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

A song of degrees. Out of the deepe places haue I called vnto thee, O Lord.

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

Lord, heare my voyce: let thine eares attend to the voyce of my prayers.

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

If thou, O Lord, straightly markest iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?

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

But mercie is with thee, that thou mayest be feared.

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

I haue waited on the Lord: my soule hath waited, and I haue trusted in his worde.

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

My soule waiteth on the Lord more then the morning watch watcheth for the morning.

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

Let Israel waite on the Lord: for with the Lord is mercie, and with him is great redemption.

8 And He will redeem Israel from all iniquity.

And he shall redeeme Israel from all his iniquities.