Out of the depths I cry to You, O Lord
Hear my voice, let Your ears hear my cry
If You, O Lord, kept a record of wrong
Who could stand, O my God, who could stand?

But with You there is forgiveness
Therefore You, You are feared

Wait for the Lord, O my soul waits
And in His Word only do I put my hope
My soul waits for the Lord more than the watchmen
Wait for the bright morning to come

Israel, hope in the Lord
He himself will redeem