Psalms 130

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

A song of ascents. Out of the depths I cry to You, O LORD!

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

O Lord, hear my voice; let Your ears be attentive to my plea for mercy.

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

If You, O LORD, kept track of iniquities, then who, O Lord, could stand?

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

But with You there is forgiveness, so that You may be feared.

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

I wait for the LORD; my soul does wait, and in His word I put my hope.

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

My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning— more than watchmen wait for the morning.

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

O Israel, put your hope in the LORD, for with the LORD is loving devotion, and with Him is redemption in abundance.

8 And he shall redeeme Israel from all his iniquities.

And He will redeem Israel from all iniquity.