Psalms 130

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

Sang til Festrejserne. Fra 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jeg haaber paa HERREN, min Sjæl haaber 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.

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

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

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

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

Og han vil forløse Israel fra alle dets Misgerninger.