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Out Of The Depths I Cry To Thee
Author: Martin Luther Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #166 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee;
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee.
Bow down Thy gracious ear to me
As I appear before Thee.
If Thou remember each misdeed
And give to each his rightful meed,
Who can abide Thy presence.
2 Thy pardon, Lord, is gain'd thro' grace;
It can alone avail us.
Our works can ne’er our guilt efface,
The strictest life must fail us.
Before Thee none can boast of aught;
To fear Thee we are rightly taught,
On grace alone depending.
3 My hope is, therefore, in the Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
I rest upon His faithful word
to them of contrite spirit;
That He is merciful and just,
This is my comfort and my trust,
I wait for Him in patience.
4 And though He tarry till the night
And till the morn awaken,
My heart shall not mistrust His might,
Nor count itself forsaken.
Do thus, O ye of Israel's seed,
Ye of the Spirit born indeed,
Wait for your God's appearing.
5 Though great our sins and sore our woes,
His help much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our utmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd kind and true is He,
Who will at last set Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow.
Topics: Confession Languages: English Tune Title: [Out of the depths I cry to Thee]
Out Of The Depths I Cry To Thee
Out Of The Depths I Cry To Thee
Author: Miss Winkworth; Martin Luther Hymnal: American Lutheran Hymnal #65 (1930) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee;
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee.
Incline Thy gracious ear to me
As I appear before Thee.
If Thou remember each misdeed
And give to each his rightful meed,
Who can abide Thy presence?
2 Thy pardon, Lord, is gained through grace:
It can alone avail us.
Our works can ne'er our guilt efface,
The strictest life must fail us.
Before Thee none can boast of aught;
To fear Thee we are rightly taught,
On grace alone depending.
3 My hope is, therefore, in the Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
I rest upon His faithful word
To them of contrite spirit;
That He is merciful and just,
This is my comfort and my trust:
I wait for Him in patience.
4 And though I tarry till the night
And till the morn awaken,
My heart shall not mistrust His might
Nor count itself forsaken.
Do thus, O ye of Israel's seed,
Ye of the Spirit born indeed,
Wait for your God's appearing.
5 Though great our sins and sore our woes,
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our utmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd good and true is He,
Who will at last set Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow. Topics: The Means of Grace Penitence Languages: English Tune Title: DE PROFUNDIS
Out Of The Depths I Cry To Thee
Out of the depths I cry to Thee
Author: Martin Luther; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Hymns to the Living God #87 (2017) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee;
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee.
Bend down Thy gracious ear to me;
my pray'r let come before Thee.
If Thou rememb'rest ev'ry sin,
if nought but just reward we win,
could we abide Thy presence?
2 Thy love and grace alone avail
to blot out my transgression;
the best and holiest deeds must fail
to break sin's dread oppression.
Before Thee none can boasting stand,
but all must fear Thy strict demand
and live alone by mercy.
3 Therefore my hope is in the LORD
and not in mine own merit;
it rests upon His faithful Word
to them of contrite spirit
that He is merciful and just;
this is my comfort and my trust.
His help I wait with patience.
4 And though it tarry till the night
and till the morning waken,
my heart shall never doubt His might
nor count itself forsaken.
Do thus, O ye of Adam's seed,
ye of the Spirit born indeed;
wait for your God's appearing.
5 Though great our time and sore our woes,
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
our utmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd good and true is He,
who will at last His people free
from all their sin and sorrow.
Topics: Repentance and Faith Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English Tune Title: AUS TIEFER NOT
Out of the depths I cry to Thee
Out of the Depths I Cry to Thee
Author: Martin Luther; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns to the Living God #130 (2023) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 From depths of woe I cry to Thee,
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee.
Bend down Thy gracious ear to me;
my prayer let come before Thee.
If Thou rememb'rest every sin,
if naught but just reward we win,
could we abide Thy presence?
2 Thy love and grace alone avail
to blot out my transgression;
the best and holiest deeds must fail
to break sin's dread oppression.
Before Thee none can boasting stand,
but all must fear Thy strict demand
and live alone by mercy.
3 Therefore my hope is in the LORD
and not in mine own merit;
it rests upon His faithful word
to them of contrite spirit
that He is merciful and just;
this is my comfort and my trust.
His help I wait with patience.
4 And though it tarry till the night
and till the morning waken,
my heart shall never doubt His might
nor count itself forsaken.
Do thus, O ye of Adam's seed,
ye of the Spirit born indeed;
wait for your God's appearing.
5 Though great our time and sore our woes,
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
our utmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd good and true is He,
who will at last His people free
from all their sin and sorrow. Topics: Confession and Propitiation Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English Tune Title: AUS TIEFER NOT
Out of the Depths I Cry to Thee
Out Of The Depths I Cry To Thee
Author: Martin Luther Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #166 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee;
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee.
Bow down Thy gracious ear to me
As I appear before Thee.
If Thou remember each is deed
And give to each his rightful meed,
Who can abide Thy presence?
2 Thy pardon, Lord, is gained through grace;
It can alone avail us.
Our works can ne’er our guilt efface,
The strictest life must fail us.
Before Thee none can board of aught;
To fear Thee we are rightly taught,
On grace alone depending.
3 My hope is, therefore, in the Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
I rest upon His faithful word
to the of contrite spirit;
That He is merciful and just,
This is my comfort and my trust,
I wait for Him in patience.
4 And though He tarry till the night,
And till the morn awaken,
My heart shall not mistrust His might,
Nor count itself forsaken.
Do thus, O ye of Israel's seed,
Ye of the Spirit born indeed,
Wait for your God's appearing.
5 Though great our sins and sore our woes,
His help much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our utmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd kind and true is He,
Who will at last set Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow.
Topics: Confession Languages: English
Out Of The Depths I Cry To Thee
Out of the depths I cry to Thee
Hymnal: Christian Hymns #227 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee,
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee!
In grace Thine ear incline to me,
My prayer let come before Thee!
If Thou remember each misdeed,
If each should have its rightful meed,
Lord, who can stand before Thee?
2 Our pardon is Thy gift; Thy love
And grace alone avail us.
Our works could ne'er our guilt remove,
The strictest life must fail us.
None guiltless in Thy sight appear;
All who approach Thy throne must fear,
And humbly trust Thy mercy.
3 And thus my hope is in Thee, Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
I rest upon Thy faithful word
To them of contrite spirit.
Shielded by Thee I stand secure;
Thy grace is free, Thy promise sure:
Thereon my hope is builded.
4 Like those who watch for midnight's hour
To hail the dawning morrow,
I wait for Thee, I trust Thy power.
Unmoved by doubt or sorrow.
So thus let Israel hope in Thee,
And he shall find Thy mercy free,
And Thy redemption plenteous.
5 Where'er the greatest sins abound,
By grace they are exceeded;
Thy helping hand is always found
With aid, where aid is needed:
Thy hand, the only hand to save,
Will rescue Israel from the grave,
And pardon his transgression. Topics: Faith Clings to Promises; Forgiveness of Sin; Hope; Repentance; Salvation by Grace Languages: English Tune Title: OUT OF THE DEPTHS I CRY TO THEE
Out of the depths I cry to Thee
Out of the Depths I Cry to Thee
Author: M. Luther, 1483-1546 ; C. Winkworth, 1827-78 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #452 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee;
Lord, hear me I implore Thee!
Thy gracious ear incline to me;
My prayer let come before Thee.
On my misdeeds in mercy look
O deign to blot them from Thy book
Or who can stand before Thee?
2 Thy love and grace alone avail
To blot out my transgression;
The best and holiest deeds must fail
To break sin's dread oppression.
Before Thee none can boasting stand,
But all must fear Thy strict demand
And live alone by mercy.
3 Therefore my hope is in the Lord
And not in mine own merit;
It rests upon His faithful Word
to them of contrite spirit
That He is merciful and just--
This is my comfort and my trust.
His help I wait with patience.
4 And though it tarry till the night
And till the morning waken,
My heart shall never doubt His might
Nor count itself forsaken.
Do thus, O ye of Israel's seed,
Ye of the Spirit born indeed;
Wait for your God's appearing.
5 Where'er the greatest sins abound,
By grace they are exceeded;
Thy helping hand is always found
With aid where aid is needed.
Our Shepherd good and true is He
Who will at last His Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow.
Topics: Humility: Pharisee and Publican; Trinity 11 Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English Tune Title: AUS TIEFER NOT
Out of the Depths I Cry to Thee
Out of the Depths I Cry to Thee
Author: Martin Luther; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4773 Meter: 8.7.87.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1. Out of the depths I cry to Thee;
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee!
Bend down Thy gracious ear to me;
I lay my sins before Thee.
If Thou rememberest each misdeed,
If each should have its rightful meed,
Who may abide Thy presence?
2. Thou grantest pardon through Thy love;
Thy grace alone availeth;
Our works could ne’er our guilt remove;
Yea, e’en the best life faileth.
For none may boast himself of aught,
But must confess Thy grace hath wrought
Whate’er in him is worthy.
3. And thus my hope is in the Lord,
And not in my own merit;
I rest upon His faithful Word
To them of contrite spirit.
That He is merciful and just,
Here is my comfort and my trust;
His help I wait with patience. Languages: English Tune Title: AUS TIEFER NOT
Out of the Depths I Cry to Thee
Out of the depths I cry to Thee
Author: Catherine Winkworth; Luther Hymnal: Chorale Book for England, The #40 (1863) Lyrics:
Out of the depths I cry to Thee,
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee!
Bend down Thy gracious ear to me,
Let my prayer come before Thee!
If Thou rememb'rest each misdeed,
If each should have its rightful meed,
Who may abide Thy presence?
Our pardon is Thy gift, Thy love
And grace alone avail us;
Our works could ne'er our guilt remove,
The strictest life must fail us,
That none may boast himself of aught,
But own in fear Thy grace hath wrought
What in him seemeth righteous.
And thus my hope is in the Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
I rest upon His faithful word
To them of contrite spirit;
That He is merciful and just--
Here is my comfort and my trust,
His help I wait with patience.
And though it tarry till the night,
And round till morning waken,
My heart shall ne'er mistrust His might,
Nor count itself forsaken.
Do thus, O ye of Israel's aeed,
Ye of the Spirit born indeed,
Wait for our God's appearing.
Though great our sins and sore our woes.
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our utmost need it soundeth;
Our kind and faithful Shepherd, He
Who shall at last set Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow.
Languages: English
Out of the depths I cry to Thee
Out of the Depths I cry to Thee
Author: Martin Luther, 1483-1546 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #239 (1901) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Out of the depths I cry to Thee;
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee!
Bend down Thy gracious ear to me,
Let my prayer come before Thee!
If Thou remember each misdeed,
If each should have its rightful meed,
Who may abide Thy presence?
2 Our pardon is Thy gift: Thy love
And grace alone avail us.
Our works could ne'er our guilt remove,
The strictest life must fail us.
That none may boast himself of aught,
But own in fear Thy grace hath wrought
What in him seemeth righteous.
3 And thus, my hope is in the Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
I rest upon His faithful word
To them of contrite spirit.
That He is merciful and just,
Here is my comfort and my trust,
His help I wait with patience.
4 And though it tarry till the night,
And round till morning waken,
My heart shall ne'er mistrust Thy might,
Nor count itself forsaken.
Do thus, O ye of Israel's seed,
Ye of the Spirit born indeed.
Wait for your God's appearing.
5 Though great our sins and sore our woes,
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our utmost need it soundeth.
Our kind and faithful Shepherd, He,
Who shall at last set Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow. Topics: Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: AUS TIEFER NOTH SCHREI ICH ZU DIR
Out of the Depths I cry to Thee
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