1From depths I have called Thee, Jehovah.2Lord, hearken to my voice, Thine ears are attentive to the voice of my supplications.3If iniquities Thou dost observe, O Lord, who doth stand?4But with Thee is forgiveness, that Thou mayest be feared.5I hoped for Jehovah -- hoped hath my soul, And for His word I have waited.6My soul is for the Lord, More than those watching for morning, Watching for morning!7Israel doth wait on Jehovah, For with Jehovah is kindness, And abundant with Him is redemption.8And He doth redeem Israel from all his iniquities!

A Song of the Ascents, by David.1Jehovah, my heart hath not been haughty, Nor have mine eyes been high, Nor have I walked in great things, And in things too wonderful for me.2Have I not compared, and kept silent my soul, As a weaned one by its mother? As a weaned one by me is my soul.3Israel doth wait on Jehovah, From henceforth, and unto the age!

A Song of the Ascents.1Remember, Jehovah, for David, all his afflictions.2Who hath sworn to Jehovah. He hath vowed to the Mighty One of Jacob:3`If I enter into the tent of my house, If I go up on the couch of my bed,4If I give sleep to mine eyes, To mine eyelids -- slumber,5Till I do find a place for Jehovah, Tabernacles for the Mighty One of Jacob.6`Lo, we have heard it in Ephratah, We have found it in the fields of the forest.7We come in to His tabernacles, We bow ourselves at His footstool.8Arise, O Jehovah, to Thy rest, Thou, and the ark of Thy strength,9Thy priests do put on righteousness, And Thy pious ones cry aloud.10For the sake of David Thy servant, Turn not back the face of Thine anointed.11Jehovah hath sworn truth to David, He turneth not back from it: Of the fruit of thy body, I set on the throne for thee.12If thy sons keep My covenant, And My testimonies that I teach them, Their sons also for ever and ever, Do sit on the throne for thee.13For Jehovah hath fixed on Zion, He hath desired it for a seat to Himself,14This is My rest for ever and ever, Here do I sit, for I have desired it.15Her provision I greatly bless, Her needy ones I satisfy with bread,16And her priests I clothe with salvation, And her pious ones do sing aloud.17There I cause to spring up a horn for David, I have arranged a lamp for Mine anointed.18His enemies I do clothe with shame, And upon him doth his crown flourish!