A Song of Ascents. Out of the depths I cry to thee, O LORD!
Lord, hear my voice! Let thy ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications!
If thou, O LORD, shouldst mark iniquities, Lord, who could stand?
But there is forgiveness with thee, that thou mayest be feared.
I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I hope;
my soul waits for the LORD more than watchmen for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning.