1 Up from the depths I cry to God:
O listen, Lord, to me;
O hear my voice in this distress,
this mire of misery.
I wait for God with all my heart,
my hope is in his word;
and more than watchmen for the dawn
I'm longing for the Lord.

2 If you, my God, should measure guilt
then who stands free from blame?
But true forgiveness comes from you;
we trust, and fear your name.
I wait for God...

 

3 O Israel, set your hope on God
whose mercy is supreme:
the nation mourning for its sin
he surely will redeem.
I wait for God...

 

Christopher Idle from Psalm 130
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