Psalm 130

Dewey Westra, 1931; rev.

1. Out of the depths of sadness,
   O LORD, I cried to Thee;
   Thou who canst fill with gladness,
   Lend now Thy ear to me.
   O Fount of consolation,
   Attend unto my cry;
   Hear Thou my supplication
   And to my help draw nigh.
   
2. If, showing no compassion,
   Thou shouldst our sins record
   And mark all our transgressions,
   Who then could stand, O LORD?
   But Thou dost pardon fully
   All our iniquity,
   That we may serve Thee truly
   And fear Thy majesty.
   
3. I wait for God to hide me;
   My soul, with longing stirred,
   Shall hope, whate’er betide me,
   In His unfailing word.
   For Thee, LORD, I am yearning
   With more intense desire
   Than watchers for the morning
   To dawn of day aspire.
   
4. Hope in the LORD, O nation!
   With Him is steadfast love;
   His plenteous salvation
   He’ll send you from above.
   He will redeem His people,
   His chosen Israel,
   From all their sin and evil,
   That they His praise may tell.