Psalms 130

1 OUT of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord.

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

2 Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.

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

3 If thou, Lord, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?

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

4 But there is forgiveness with thee, that thou mayest be feared.

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.

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

Fro the morewtid keping til to niyt;

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.

Israel hope in the Lord.

7 Let Israel hope in the Lord: for with the Lord there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption.

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

8 And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.

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