The Psalms of David ‎#P130a

P130a. Out of the Deeps of long Distress

1 Out of the Deeps of long Distress,
The Borders of Despair,
I sent my Cries to seek thy Grace,
My Groans to move thine Ear.

2 Great GOD, should thy severer Eye,
And thine impartial Hand,
Mark and revenge Iniquity,
No mortal Flesh could stand.

3 But there are Pardons with my GOD
For Crimes of high Degree;
Thy Son has bought them with his Blood,
To draw us near to Thee.

4 [I wait for thy Salvation, Lord,
With strong Desires I wait;
My Soul, invited by thy Word,
Stands watching at thy Gate.]

5 [Just as the Guards that keep the Night,
Long for the Morning Skies,
Watch the first Beams of breaking Light,
And meet them with their Eyes:

6 So waits my Soul to see thy Grace,
And more intent than they,
Meets the first Op'nings of thy Face,
And finds a brighter Day.]

7 [Then in the Lord let Isr'el trust,
Let Isr'el seek his Face;
The Lord is good as well as just,
And plenteous is his Grace.

8 There's full Redemption at his Throne
For Sinners long enslav'd;
The great Redeemer is his Son:
And Isr'el shall be sav'd.]

Text Information

• First Line: Out of the Deeps of long Distress
• Meter: Common Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1740
• Scripture:
  Psalm 130
• Topic: Backsliding soul: pardoned; Comfort: amd Pardon; Confession: of Sin, Repentance and Pardon; Despair: deliverance from it; Distress: relieved; Faith: in Divine grace and power; Grace: pardoning; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Justification free; Pardon: plentiful with God; Patience: in darkness; Waiting: for answer to prayer

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