Psalms 130

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

[A Song of Ascents.] Out of the depths I have cried to you, LORD.

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

LORD, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to the voice of my petitions.

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

If you, LORD, kept a record of sins, 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 you, so that you may be revered.

5 Fro the morewtid keping til to niyt;

I wait for the LORD. My soul waits. I hope in his word.

6 Israel hope in the Lord.

My soul longs for the LORD more than watchmen long for the morning; more than watchmen for the morning.

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

Israel, hope in the LORD, for with the LORD there is loving kindness. With him is abundant redemption.

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

He will redeem Israel from all their sins.