Psalms 130

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

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Awurade, mifi bun mu su frɛ wo;

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

Awurade, tie me nne. Wɛn wʼaso ma me nkotosrɛ.

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

Awurade, sɛ wubu yɛn bɔne ho nkontaa a, anka hena na obetumi agyina ano?

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

Nanso wowɔ bɔnefakyɛ; ɛno nti wosuro wo.

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

Metwɛn Awurade, me mu ade nyinaa twɛn, na nʼasɛm mu na mede mʼanidaso ahyɛ.

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

Metwɛn Awurade sen sɛnea awɛmfo twɛn adekyee, sen sɛnea awɛmfo twɛn adekyee.

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

Israel, ma wʼani nna Awurade so, efisɛ Awurade wɔ adɔe a enni huammɔ na ogye ankasa wɔ ne mu.

8 And he wilt surely redeem Israel from all his iniquities.

Ɔno ankasa begye Israel afi wɔn bɔne nyinaa mu.