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 have I cried unto thee, O LORD.

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

Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.

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

If thou, LORD, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?

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

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

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

I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope.

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.

My soul [looketh] for the Lord, more than watchmen [look] for the morning; [yea, more than] watchmen for the morning.

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

O Israel, hope in the LORD; for with the LORD there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption.

8 He will save Israel from every sin.

And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.