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 have cried to you, Yahweh.

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

Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to the voice of my petitions.

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

If you, Yah, kept a record of sins, Lord, who could stand?

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

But there is forgiveness with you, therefore you are feared.

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

I wait for Yahweh. My soul waits. I hope in his word.

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

My soul longs for the Lord more than watchmen long for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning.

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

Israel, hope in Yahweh, for there is loving kindness with Yahweh. Abundant redemption is with him.

8 And he shall redeeme Israel from all his iniquities.

He will redeem Israel from all their sins.