Lord, from the Depths to Thee I Cried

Lord

from the depths to Thee I cried:

My voice

Lord

do Thou hear;

Unto my sup­pli­ca­tion’s voice

Give an at­tent­ive ear.

Lord

who shall stand

if Thou

O Lord

Shouldst mark ini­qui­ty?

But yet with Thee for­give­ness is

That feared Thou may­est be.

I wait for God

my soul doth wait;

My hope is in His Word.

More than they that for morn­ing watch

My soul waits for the Lord.

I say

more than they that do watch

The morn­ing light to see.

Let Is­ra­el hope in the Lord

For with Him mer­cies be.

Redemption al­so plen­te­ous

Is ev­er found with Him;

And from all his ini­qui­ties

He Is­ra­el shall re­deem.