A Song of degrees.
1 Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O LORD.
2 Lord, hear my voice:
Let thine ears be attentive
To the voice of my supplications.
3 If thou, LORD, shouldest mark iniquities,
O Lord, who shall stand?
4 But there is forgiveness with thee,
That thou mayest be feared.
5 I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait,
And in his word do I hope.
6 My soul waiteth for the Lord
More than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning.
7 Let Israel hope in the LORD: For with the LORD there is mercy,
And with him is plenteous redemption.
8 And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.