Sacred Poems and Hymns 82. Out of the depths of woe

Sacred Poems and Hymns‎#82

Text:	Out of the depths of woe
Author:	James Montgomery

Out of the depths of woe,
To Thee, O Lord! I cry;
Darkness surrounds me, but I know
That Thou art ever nigh.

Then hearken to my voice,
Give ear to my complaint;
Thou bidst the mourning soul rejoice,
Thou comfortest the faint.

I cast my hope on Thee,
Thou canst, Thou wilt forgive;
Wert Thou to mark iniquity,
Who in thy sight could live?

Humbly on Thee I wait,
Confessing all my sin;
Lord, I am knocking at thy gate,
Open and take me in.

Like them, whose longing eyes
Watch till the morning-star,
(Though late and seen through tempests) rise,
Heaven's portals to unbar:--

Like them I watch and pray,
And though it tarry long,
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Catch the first gleam of welcome day,
Then burst into a song,

Glory to God above!
The waters soon will cease,
For lo! the swift-returning dove
Brings home the sign of peace.

Though storms his face obscure,
And dangers threaten loud,
Jehovah's covenant is sure;
His bow is in the cloud.

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