Psalms 130

1 A Song of degrees. Out of the depths have I cried to thee, O LORD.

Yon chan pou monte vè tanp lan. Soti nan pwofondè abim nan, mwen te kriye a Ou menm, O SENYÈ.

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

SENYÈ, koute vwa mwen! Kite zòrèy Ou rete atantif a vwa siplikasyon mwen yo.

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

Si Ou menm, SENYÈ, ta sonje inikite yo, O SENYÈ, se kilès ki ta kab kanpe?

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

Men avèk Ou menm, gen padon, pou moun ta gen reverans Ou.

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

Mwen tann SENYÈ a. Nanm mwen ap tann e nan pawòl Li, mwen mete espwa m.

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.

Nanm mwen ap tann SENYÈ a plis pase gadyen k ap tann maten rive a. Anverite, plis pase gadyen k ap tann maten rive a.

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

O Israël, mete espwa nan SENYÈ a. Paske kote SENYÈ a ye, gen mizerikòd. Avèk Li, gen redanmsyon an abondans.

8 And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.

Li va fè redanmsyon Israël de tout inikite Li yo.