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A Song of degrees.
1 Lord, from the depth I cry’d to thee. 2 My voice, Lord, do thou hear: unto my supplications’ voice let be attent thine ear. 3 Lord, who should stand? if thou, O Lord, should’st mark iniquity. 4 But with thee there forgiveness is: that feared thou may’st be.
5 I for the Lord wait, my soul waits: and I hope in his word. 6 Than morning watchers watch for morn, more my soul for the Lord. 7 In God hope Isr’el, for mercy is with the Lord: with him 8 there’s much redemption. From all’s sin he Isr’el will redeem.