1Out of the depths I cry to You,
O Lord, now hear my voice!
2Let Your ears be attentive to
my cry for mercy voiced.
3If You, O Lord, recorded sins,
Then who, O Lord, could stand?
4But with You there’s forgiveness, and
therefore, we fear Your hand.
5I wait, my soul waits for the Lord;
His word’s my hope and stay.
6My soul waits for the Lord more than
the watchmen wait for day.
Yes, more than watchmen wait for morn,
for morning, which will come;
7O Is-ra-el, hope in the Lord
from Him your hope will come.
For with the Lord is steadfast love,
Redemption full and free;
8And He will redeem Is-ra-el
From all iniquity.