FROM THE DEPTHS I CALL

From the depths I call to you, O Lord,

Listen to my cry.

Lord, in compassion, listen to my pleading,

Listen, to my cry.

If you refuse, Lord, to forgive your people’s sins,

We would surely die.

So I am waiting, waiting for him patiently,

Hoping in his word,

More than the watchman waiting for the dawn to come,

I await the Lord.

So let us trust him for in him is mercy;

He, the Lord, is kind.

He gives us pardon, generous redemption,

Casts our sins behind.