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 have I cried unto thee, O LORD.

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, LORD, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall 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 mayest be feared.

5 Fro the morewtid keping til to niyt;

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

6 Israel hope in the Lord.

My soul [looketh] for the Lord, more than watchmen [look] for the morning; [yea, more than] watchmen for the morning.

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

O Israel, hope in the LORD; for with the LORD there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption.

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

And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.