Psalm 130–131

Psalm 130

A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem.

¹From the depths of despair, O Lord,

I call for your help.

²Hear my cry, O Lord.

Pay attention to my prayer.

³Lord, if you kept a record of our sins,

who, O Lord, could ever survive?

⁴But you offer forgiveness,

that we might learn to fear you.

⁵I am counting on the Lord;

yes, I am counting on him.

I have put my hope in his word.

⁶I long for the Lord

more than sentries long for the dawn,

yes, more than sentries long for the dawn.

⁷O Israel, hope in the Lord;

for with the Lord there is unfailing love.

His redemption overflows.

⁸He himself will redeem Israel

from every kind of sin.

Psalm 131

A song for pilgrims ascending to Jerusalem. A psalm of David.

¹Lord, my heart is not proud;

my eyes are not haughty.

I don’t concern myself with matters too great

or too awesome for me to grasp.

²Instead, I have calmed and quieted myself,

like a weaned child who no longer cries for its mother’s milk.

Yes, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

³O Israel, put your hope in the Lord—

now and always.