A Song of degrees.

8,6,8,6

^1Lord, from the depths to thee I cry'd.

^2My voice, Lord, do thou hear:

Unto my supplication's voice

give an attentive ear.

^3Lord, who shall stand, if thou, O Lord,

should'st mark iniquity?

^4But yet with thee forgiveness is,

that fear'd thou mayest be.

^5I wait for God, my soul doth wait,

my hope is in his word.

^6More than they that for morning watch,

my soul waits for the Lord;

I say, more than they that do watch

the morning light to see.

^7Let Israel hope in the Lord,

for with him mercies be;

And plenteous redemption

is ever found with him.

^8And from all his iniquities

he Isr'el shall redeem.