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 call to you, Lord.

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

Lord, hear my voice: give heed with your ears to my loud plea.

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

If you should mark sin, Lord, 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 with you is forgiveness, that you may be feared.

5 Fro the morewtid keping til to niyt;

I wait for the Lord, I wait for his word,

6 Israel hope in the Lord.

I look for the Lord more than watchman for morning, than watchman for morning.

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

Israel, hope in the Lord: with the Lord there is love with him plenteous redemption.

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

And he redeems Israel from all his iniquities.