Author: Montgomery Hymnal: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #547 (1866) Meter: 6.6.8.6 First Line: Out of the depths of woe Lyrics:
Out of the depths of woe,
To Thee, O Lord, I cry;
Darkness surrounds Thee, but I know
That Thou art ever nigh.
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,
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 Thy face obscure,
And dangers threaten loud,
Thy holy covenant is sure;
Thy bow is in the cloud!
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The Bow in the Cloud