From out the depths I cry to Thee;
O let Thy ear attentive be,
Hear Thou my supplicating plea,
Have mercy, Lord.

If marked by Thee our sin appeared,
Who, Lord, could stand in judg­ment cleared,
Forgiveness, that Thou mayst be feared,
There is with Thee.

I wait for Thee, my soul doth wait,
Thy Word my hope in every strait;
None watch, O Lord, at morning’s gate
As I for Thee.

O Israel, hope thou in the Lord,
His mercy will thy faith reward,
He full re­demp­tion will accord
From all thy sin.