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<h2>FROM DEPTHS OF WOE I RAISE TO THEE</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;Out of the depths I cry to Thee, O Lord.&#8221; Psalm 130:1</h3></p>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_l_u_luther_m_2.jpg" alt="Martin Luther" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="122" height="155.333333333333"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_l_u_luther_m.html" target="_blank">Martin Luther</a>, 1523 (<em>Aus tiefer Noth schrei ich zu dir</em>); composite translation.</p>
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<p>From depths of woe I raise to Thee<br>
The voice of lamentation;<br>
Lord, turn a gracious ear to me<br>
And hear my supplication;<br>
If Thou iniquities dost mark,<br>
Our secret sins and misdeeds dark,<br>
O who shall stand before Thee?
<p>To wash away the crimson stain,<br>
Grace, grace alone availeth;<br>
Our works, alas! are all in vain;<br>
In much the best life faileth:<br>
No man can glory in Thy sight,<br>
All must alike confess Thy might,<br>
And live alone by mercy.</p>
<p>Therefore my trust is in the Lord,<br>
And not in mine own merit;<br>
On Him my soul shall rest, His Word<br>
Upholds my fainting spirit:<br>
His promised mercy is my fort,<br>
My comfort, and my sweet support;<br>
I wait for it with patience.</p>
<p>What though I wait the livelong night,<br>
And till the dawn appeareth,<br>
My heart still trusteth in His might;<br>
It doubteth not nor feareth:<br>
Do thus, O ye of Israel&#8217;s seed,<br>
Ye of the Spirit born indeed;<br>
And wait till God appeareth.</p>
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