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 Lord:

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

Lord, hear my voice. Let thy ears be attentive to the voice of my supplication.

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

If thou, O Lord, wilt mark iniquities: Lord, who shall stand it.

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.

For with thee there is merciful forgiveness: and by reason of thy law, I have waited for thee, O Lord. My soul hath relied on his word:

5 Fro the morewtid keping til to niyt;

My soul hath hoped in the Lord.

6 Israel hope in the Lord.

From the morning watch even until night, let Israel hope in the Lord.

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

Because with the Lord there is mercy: and with him plentiful redemption.

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

And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.