Psalms 130

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

A Song of the going up. Out of the deep have I sent up my cry to you, O Lord.

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

Lord, let my voice come before you: let your ears be awake to the voice of my prayer.

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

O Jah, if you took note of every sin, who would go free?

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

But there is forgiveness with you, 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 am waiting for the Lord, my soul is waiting for him, and my hope is in his word.

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

My soul is watching for the Lord more than those who are watching for the morning; yes, more than the watchers for the morning.

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

O Israel, have hope in the Lord; for with the Lord is mercy and full salvation.

8 And he shall redeeme Israel from all his iniquities.

And he will make Israel free from all his sins.