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From lowest depths of woe,
To God we lift our cry,
Lord hear the supplicating voice,
And graciously reply!
Our souls with patience wait
For thee the living Lord;
Our hopes are on thy promise built,
Thy never-failing word.
Our longing eyes look out
For thine enlivening ray;
More duly than the morning watch,
To see the dawning day.
Let Israel trust in God,
No bounds his mercy knows;
The plenteous source and spring from whence
Eternal succour flows.
Whose friendly streams to us
Supplies in want convey;
A healing spring, a spring to cleanse
And wash our guilt away.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 130;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1853 | # 144 |
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