Psalms 130

1 A Song of Degrees. Out of the depths have I cried to you, O Lord.

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

2 O Lord, listen to my voice; let your ears be attentive to the voice of my supplication.

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

3 If you, O Lord, should mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?

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

4 For with you is forgiveness: for your name's sake

But you are forgiving so that we might respect you.

5 have I waited for you, O Lord, my soul has waited for your word.

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

6 My soul has hoped in the Lord; from the morning watch till night.

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 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.