Psalms 130

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

Rwiyo rworwendo. Ndinodanidzira kwamuri Jehovha, ndiri pakadzika;

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

haiwa Jehovha, inzwai inzwi rangu. Nzeve dzenyu ngadzinzwe kuchemera kwangu ngoni.

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

Dai imi, iyemi Jehovha, maironda zvakaipa zvomunhu, haiwa Jehovha, ndianiko aimira?

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

Asi kwamuri kune kukanganwira; naizvozvo imi munotyiwa.

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

Ndinomirira Jehovha, mweya wangu unomirira, uye tariro yangu iri mushoko rake.

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.

Mweya wangu unorindira Ishe kupfuura varindi vanomirira rungwanani.

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

Haiwa Israeri, isa tariro yako muna Jehovha, nokuti Jehovha ane rudo rusingaperi uye kwaari kune dzikinuro izere.

8 He will save Israel from every sin.

Iye pachake achadzikinura Israeri kubva pazvivi zvavo zvose.