Psalms 130

1 OUT of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord.

A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. Lord, I cry out to you from the depths of my pain.

2 Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.

Please listen to my cry, and pay attention to what I'm asking.

3 If thou, Lord, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?

Lord, if you kept a list of sins, who could escape being condemned?

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

But you are forgiving so that we might respect you.

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

I'm waiting for the Lord, longingly waiting, for I trust in his word.

6 My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning.

I long for the Lord to come, more than watchmen longing for the dawn to come, more than watchmen longing for the dawn to come.

7 Let Israel hope in the Lord: for with the Lord there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption.

Israel, put your hope in the Lord, for the Lord loves us with a trustworthy love and his salvation knows no limits.

8 And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.

He will save Israel from every sin.