Psalms 130

1 A song of degrees. Out of the deepe places haue I called vnto thee, O Lord.

Hodočasnička pjesma. Iz dubine, Jahve, vapijem tebi:

2 Lord, heare my voyce: let thine eares attend to the voyce of my prayers.

Gospodine, čuj glas moj! Neka pazi uho tvoje na glas moga vapaja!

3 If thou, O Lord, straightly markest iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?

Ako se, Jahve, grijeha budeš spominjao, Gospodine, tko će opstati?

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

Al' u tebe je praštanje, da bi te se bojali.

5 I haue waited on the Lord: my soule hath waited, and I haue trusted in his worde.

U Jahvu ja se uzdam, duša se moja u njegovu uzda riječ.

6 My soule waiteth on the Lord more then the morning watch watcheth for the morning.

Duša moja čeka Gospodina više no zoru straža noćna; više no zoru straža noćna

7 Let Israel waite on the Lord: for with the Lord is mercie, and with him is great redemption.

nek' Izrael čeka Jahvu. Jer je u Jahve milosrđe i obilno je u njega otkupljenje;

8 And he shall redeeme Israel from all his iniquities.

on će otkupiti Izraela od svih grijeha njegovih.