Psalms 130

1 A Song of the going up. Out of the deep have I sent up my cry to you, O Lord.

Af det dybe raaber jeg til dig, Herre!

2 Lord, let my voice come before you: let your ears be awake to the voice of my prayer.

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

3 O Jah, if you took note of every sin, who would go free?

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

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

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

5 I am waiting for the Lord, my soul is waiting for him, and my hope is in his word.

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

6 My soul is watching for the Lord more than those who are watching for the morning; yes, more than the watchers for the morning.

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

7 O Israel, have hope in the Lord; for with the Lord is mercy and full salvation.

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

8 And he will make Israel free from all his sins.

Og han skal forløse Israel af alle dets Misgerninger.