Text: | A Song of Degrees |
1 Lord from the deeps I cry'd to thee,
My voice Lord do thou hear:
2 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,
My soul more for the Lord.
7 Let Isra'l for Jehovah slay
In waiting hopefully:
Because that with Jehovah there
Is kind benignity
8 Yea, plenteous redemption
There is with him likewise:
And he will Israel redeem
From all's iniquities.
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First Line: | Lord from the deeps I cried to thee |
Title: | A Song of Degrees |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1742 |
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Notes: | Now Public Domain. |