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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 Hymnal Title: American Lutheran Hymnal 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
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Out of the depths I cry to Thee

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Luther Hymnal: Chorale Book for England, The #40 (1863) Hymnal Title: Chorale Book for England, The 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
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Out of the depths I cry to Thee

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #227 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Hymnal Title: Christian Hymns 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
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From Depths of Woe I Cry to You

Author: Martin Luther, 1483-1546; Catherine Winkworth, 1827-78; Gracia Grindal, b. 1943 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #305 (1993) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Hymnal Title: Christian Worship (1993) Lyrics: 1 From depths of woe I cry to you; Lord, hear me, I implore you. Bend down your gracious ear to me; My prayer let come before you. If you kept record of my sin And held against me what I've been, How could I stand before you? 2 Your love and grace alone avail To blot out my transgression. The best and holiest deeds must fail To break sin's dread oppression. Before you none can boasting stand, But all must fear your strict demand And live alone by mercy. 3 Therefore my hope is in the Lord And not in my 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 [Text copyrighted] Topics: Confession and Absolution; Confession and Absolution Languages: English Tune Title: AUS TIEFER NOT
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From Depths of Woe I Cry to Thee

Author: Martin Luther; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Christian Worship #130F (2021) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Hymnal Title: Christian Worship 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 each misdeed, if each should have its rightful meed, who may 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 Israel'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 Israel free from all their sin and sorrow. Topics: Forgiveness; God as Merciful; Grace; Guilt; Holy Innocents; Hope; Lenten; Love; Mercy; Patience; Penitential; Prayer; Prophecy; Repentance; Sickness; Sin Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English Tune Title: AUS TIEFER NOT
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Out of the depths I cry to Thee

Author: Martin Luther; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #354 (1868) Hymnal Title: Church Book Languages: English
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Out of the depths I cry to Thee

Author: Martin Luther; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #354 (1890) Hymnal Title: Church Book 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: The Order of Salvation Repentance; Quinquagesima Sunday; Sundays in Lent; Twelfth Sunday after Trinity; Nineteenth Sunday after Trinity Scripture: Psalm 130 Languages: English Tune Title: AUS TIEFER NOTH SCHREI ICH ZU DIR
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Out of the depths I cry to Thee

Author: M. Luther Hymnal: Church Hymnal for Lutheran Services #55 (1911) Hymnal Title: Church Hymnal for Lutheran Services Lyrics: 1 OUT of the depths I cry to Thee, Lord, hear my lamentation; Bend down Thy gracious ear to me, And grant my supplication; For if Thou fix Thy searching eye On all sin and iniquity, Who, Lord, can stand before Thee? 2 But love and grace with Thee prevail, O God, our sins forgiving; The best and holiest deed must fail Of all Before Thee living; Before Thee none can boasting stand, But all must for Thy strict demand, And live alone by mercy. 3 My hope I rest then on the Lord, And build not on my merit; My heart shall trust His gracious Word, His goodness stays my spirit. His precious word assureth me, He will my Joy and Comfort be; This is my firm reliance. 4 And though it tarry till the night And till the morn appeareth, My heart still trusteth in His might, It doubteth not, nor feareth. 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 is the Lord, and He At last shall set his Israel free From all their sin and sorrow. Topics: General Hymns; Repentance Languages: English
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Out of the depths I cry to Thee

Author: Martin Luther; Cath. Winkworth Hymnal: College Hymnal #214 (1897) Hymnal Title: College Hymnal Languages: English Tune Title: AUS TIEFER NOTH
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Out of the depths I cry to Thee

Author: Martin Luther; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: Common Service Book of the Lutheran Church #317 (1917) Hymnal Title: Common Service Book of the Lutheran Church 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-- This 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. Amen. Topics: The Christian Life Repentance Languages: English Tune Title: AUS TIEFER NOTH

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