Psalms 130

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

“A song of the degrees.” Out of the depths have I called thee, O Lord.

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

Lord, listen to my voice: let thy ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.

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

If thou, Lord, shouldst treasure up iniquities, O Lord, who would be able to stand?

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

But with thee there is forgiveness, in order that thou mayest be feared.

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

I hope for the Lord, my soul doth hope, and for his word do I wait.

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

My soul [waiteth] for the Lord, more than they that watch for the morning expect the morning.

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

Let Israel wait for the Lord; for with the Lord there is kindness, and with him is redemption in abundance;

8 And he shall redeeme Israel from all his iniquities.

And he wilt surely redeem Israel from all his iniquities.