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 have cried to you, Yahweh.

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

Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to the voice of my petitions.

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

If you, Yah, kept a record of sins, Lord, who could stand?

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

But there is forgiveness with you, therefore you are feared.

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

I wait for Yahweh. My soul waits. I hope in 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.

My soul longs for the Lord more than watchmen long for the morning, 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.

Israel, hope in Yahweh, for there is loving kindness with Yahweh. Abundant redemption is with him.

8 He will save Israel from every sin.

He will redeem Israel from all their sins.