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.