1
Lord, from the depth I cry’d to thee.
2
My voice, Lord, do thou hear:
unto my supplications’ voice
let be attent thine ear.
3
Lord, who should stand? if thou, O Lord,
should’st mark iniquity.
4
But with thee there forgiveness is:
that feared thou may’st be.
5
I for the Lord wait, my soul waits:
and I hope in his word.
6
Than morning watchers watch for morn,
more my soul for the Lord.
7
In God hope Isr’el, for mercy
is with the Lord: with him
8
there’s much redemption. From all’s sin
he Isr’el will redeem.
