Salme 130

1 Sang til Festrejserne. Fra det dybe raaber jeg til dig, HERRE,

A Song of degrees. Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O LORD.

2 o Herre, hør min Røst! Lad dine Ører lytte til min tryglende Røst!

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

3 Tog du Vare, HERRE, paa Misgerninger, Herre, hvo kunde da bestaa?

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

4 Men hos dig er der Syndsforladelse, at du maa frygtes.

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

5 Jeg haaber paa HERREN, min Sjæl haaber paa hans Ord,

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

6 paa Herren bier min Sjæl mer end Vægter paa Morgen, Vægter paa Morgen.

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 Israel, bi paa HERREN! Thi hos HERREN er Miskundhed, hos ham er Forløsning i Overflod.

Let Israel hope in the LORD: for with the LORD [there is] mercy, and with him [is] plenteous redemption.

8 Og han vil forløse Israel fra alle dets Misgerninger.

And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.