Psalms 130

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. Lord, I cry out to you from the depths of my pain.

A song of ascents. Out of the depths I call to you, Lord.

2 Please listen to my cry, and pay attention to what I'm asking.

Lord, hear my voice: give heed with your ears to my loud plea.

3 Lord, if you kept a list of sins, who could escape being condemned?

If you should mark sin, Lord, O Lord, who could stand?

4 But you are forgiving so that we might respect you.

But with you is forgiveness, that you may be feared.

5 I'm waiting for the Lord, longingly waiting, for I trust in his word.

I wait for the Lord, I wait for his word,

6 I long for the Lord to come, more than watchmen longing for the dawn to come, more than watchmen longing for the dawn to come.

I look for the Lord more than watchman for morning, than watchman for morning.

7 Israel, put your hope in the Lord, for the Lord loves us with a trustworthy love and his salvation knows no limits.

Israel, hope in the Lord: with the Lord there is love with him plenteous redemption.

8 He will save Israel from every sin.

And he redeems Israel from all his iniquities.