Psalms 130

1 The song of greces. Lord, Y criede to thee fro depthes; Lord, here thou mi vois.

Out of the depths I have cried to thee, O Jehovah.

2 Thin eeris be maad ententif; in to the vois of my biseching.

Lord, hear my voice. Let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.

3 Lord, if thou kepist wickidnessis; Lord, who schal susteyne?

If thou, Jehovah, should note iniquities, O Lord, who could stand?

4 For merci is at thee; and, Lord, for thi lawe Y abood thee. Mi soule susteynede in his word; my soule hopide in the Lord.

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

5 Fro the morewtid keping til to niyt;

I wait for Jehovah. My soul waits, and in his word do I hope,

6 Israel hope in the Lord.

my soul for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning, watchmen for the morning.

7 For whi merci is at the Lord; and plenteous redempcioun is at hym.

O Israel, hope in Jehovah, for with Jehovah there is loving kindness, and with him is plentiful redemption.

8 And he schal ayen bie Israel; fro alle the wickidnessis therof.

And he will redeem Israel from all his iniquities.