Out of the depths I cry to you, Yahweh; * Lord, hear my voice!

Let your ears be alert * to my plea for mercy.

    If you should keep record of iniquities, Yah, * Lord, who could survive?

        But with you there is forgiveness, * that you might be revered.

        I call to Yahweh; * my soul calls, * and for his word I am waiting.

    My soul looks to my Lord * through the watches till morning, * through the watches till morning.

Wait, Israel, for Yahweh, * because with Yahweh there is kindness, * and with him abundant redemption.

He himself will redeem Israel * from all its wrongs against him.