1. Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord; make, Lord, your ears attentive to my call. Sorrow and fear overwhelm and engulf me: Lord, in your mercy, hear my cry. 2. Should you, O Lord, keep watch for every wrong, who then, O Lord, could raise their head in song? Yet in your grace is forgiveness and freedom; help me revere and fear your name. 3. Wait for the Lord, wait patiently, my soul; wait for the Lord, though tower and temple fall; more than the dawn-watchers watch for the dawning, wait through the bleakest, darkest hours. 4. May we, your people, joined in one accord, out from the depths renew our hope, O Lord. May we in you find redemption and mercy: Lord, hear our cry, our deepest song.
Words: Copyright © David Lee, 2011
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