From Deep Distress and Troubled Thoughts (EN 1779)

EN 1779 From Deep Distress and Troubled Thoughts

Ps.130.1

Versi Version 1

1

From deep distress and troubled thoughts

To Thee, my God, I raised my cries;

If Thou severely mark our faults,

No flesh can stand before Thine eyes.

2

But Thou hast built Thy throne of grace

Free to dispense Thy pardons there,

That sinners may approach Thy face,

And hope and love, as well as fear.

3

As the benighted pilgrims wait

And long, and wish for breaking day,

So waits my soul before Thy gate;

When will my God His face display?

4

My trust is fixed upon Thy Word,

Nor shall I trust Thy Word in vain;

Let mourning souls address the Lord

And find relief from all their pain.

5

Great is His love, and large His grace,

Through the redemption of His Son;

He turns our feet from sinful ways,

And pardons what our hands have done.

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