Psalm 130 – From the Depths of Woe (Indelible Grace 6 version)

From the depths of woe I raise to Thee The voice of lamentation;
Lord, turn a gracious ear to me And hear my supplication;
If Thou iniquities dost mark, Our secret sins and misdeeds dark,
O who shall stand be-fore Thee?
(Who shall stand be-fore Thee?)

To wash away the crimson stain, Grace, grace alone availeth;
Our works, alas! Are all in vain; In much the best life faileth;
No man can glory in Thy sight, All must alike confess Thy might,
And live a-lone by mercy
(Live alone by mercy)

There-fore my trust is in the Lord, And not in mine own merit;
On Him my soul shall rest, His word Up-holds my fainting spirit;
His promised mercy is my fort, My comfort and my sweet support;
I wait for it with patience
(Wait for it with patience)

What though I wait the live-long night, And ’til the dawn appeareth,
My heart still trusteth in His might; It doubteth not nor feareth;
Do thus, O ye of Israel’s seed, Ye of the Spirit born indeed;
And wait ’til God a-ppeareth
(Wait ’til God a-ppeareth)

Though great our sins and sore our woes His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows, Our upmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd good and true is He, Who will at last His Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow
(All their sin and sorrow) 3x