Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Sacred Poems and Hymns #82 (1854) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics:
Out of the depths of woe,
To Thee, O Lord! I cry;
Darkness surrounds me, but I know
That Thou art ever nigh.
Then hearken to my voice,
Give ear to my complaint;
Thou bidst the mourning soul rejoice,
Thou comfortest the faint.
I cast my hope on Thee,
Thou canst, Thou wilt forgive;
Wert Thou to mark iniquity,
Who in thy sight could live?
Humbly on Thee I wait,
Confessing all my sin;
Lord, I am knocking at thy gate,
Open and take me in.
Like them, whose longing eyes
Watch till the morning-star,
(Though late and seen through tempests) rise,
Heaven's portals to unbar:--
Like them I watch and pray,
And though it tarry long,
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Catch the first gleam of welcome day,
Then burst into a song,
Glory to God above!
The waters soon will cease,
For lo! the swift-returning dove
Brings home the sign of peace.
Though storms his face obscure,
And dangers threaten loud,
Jehovah's covenant is sure;
His bow is in the cloud.
Topics: Fervent supplication Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English
Out of the depths of woe