1 The song of degrees. Lord, I cried to thee from the depths;
2Lord, hear thou my voice. Thine ears be made attentive into the voice of my beseeching.
3Lord, if thou keepest wickednesses; Lord, who shall sustain, or abide?
4For mercy is at thee;
5and, Lord, for thy law I abode thee. My soul sustained in his word;
6my soul hoped in the Lord. From the morrowtide keeping till to the night;
7Israel hope in the Lord. For why mercy is at the Lord; and plenteous redemption is at him.
8And he shall again-buy Israel; from all the wickednesses thereof.