Psalms 130

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

8 And he will redeem Israel from all his iniquities.

Og han vil forløse Israel fra alle dets Misgerninger.