Psalms 130

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

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Awurade, mifi bun mu su frɛ wo;

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

Awurade, tie me nne. Wɛn wʼaso ma me nkotosrɛ.

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

Awurade, sɛ wubu yɛn bɔne ho nkontaa a, anka hena na obetumi agyina ano?

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

Nanso wowɔ bɔnefakyɛ; ɛno nti wosuro wo.

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

Metwɛn Awurade, me mu ade nyinaa twɛn, na nʼasɛm mu na mede mʼanidaso ahyɛ.

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.

Metwɛn Awurade sen sɛnea awɛmfo twɛn adekyee, sen sɛnea awɛmfo twɛn adekyee.

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

Israel, ma wʼani nna Awurade so, efisɛ Awurade wɔ adɔe a enni huammɔ na ogye ankasa wɔ ne mu.

8 And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.

Ɔno ankasa begye Israel afi wɔn bɔne nyinaa mu.