227. Out of the depths I cry to Thee

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.

Text Information
First Line: Out of the depths I cry to Thee
Meter: 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1898
Topic: Faith: Clings to Promises; Forgiveness of Sin; Hope (2 more...)
Notes: Luther, 1525. Tr. comp.; Norwegian title: Af Dybsens Nöd
Tune Information
Name: OUT OF THE DEPTHS I CRY TO THEE
Meter: 8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7.
Key: e minor or modal
Source: Pub. at Wittenberg, 1524
Notes: Norwegian tune name: Af Dybsens Nöd raaber jeg til dig



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