- [A song of degrees.]
- 1
- Out of the depths haue I cryed vnto thee, O Lord.
- 2
- Lorde, heare my voice: let thine eares be attentiue to the voice of my supplications.
- 3
- If thou, Lord, shouldest marke iniquities: O Lord, who shal stand?
- 4
- But there is forgiuenesse with thee: that thou mayest be feared.
- 5
- I wait for the Lord, my soule doeth waite: and in his worde doe I hope.
- 6
- My soule waiteth for the Lord, more then they that watch for the morning: I say, more then 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 hee shall redeeme Israel, from all his iniquities.
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