1 Ὠιδὴ τῶν ἀναβαθμῶν·
τῷ Δαυιδ. Κύριε, οὐχ ὑψώθη μου ἡ καρδία,
οὐδὲ ἐμετεωρίσθησαν οἱ ὀφθαλμοί μου,
οὐδὲ ἐπορεύθην ἐν μεγάλοις
οὐδὲ ἐν θαυμασίοις ὑπὲρ ἐμέ.
2 εἰ μὴ ἐταπεινοφρόνουν,
ἀλλὰ ὕψωσα τὴν ψυχήν μου
ὡς τὸ ἀπογεγαλακτισμένον ἐπὶ τὴν μητέρα αὐτοῦ,
ὡς ἀνταπόδοσις ἐπὶ τὴν ψυχήν μου.
3 ἐλπισάτω Ισραηλ ἐπὶ τὸν κύριον
ἀπὸ τοῦ νῦν καὶ ἕως τοῦ αἰῶνος.
A Song of degrees.
1 Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O LORD.
2 Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.
3 If thou, LORD, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?
4 But there is forgiveness with thee, that thou mayest be feared.
5 I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope.
6 My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning.
7 Let Israel hope in the LORD: for with the LORD there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption.
8 And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.