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(XIII.--"Aus tiefer Not schrei ich zu Dir.")


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Aus tiefer Not schrei ich zu Dir

Luther, 1524

Out of the depths I cry to Thee,

Lord, hear me, I implore Thee!

Bend down Thy gracious ear to me,

Let my prayer come before Thee!

If Thou rememb'rest each misdeed,

If each should have its rightful meed,

Who may abide Thy presence?

Our pardon is Thy gift, Thy love

And grace alone avail us;

Our works could ne'er our guilt remove,

The strictest life must fail us,

That none may boast himself of aught,

But own in fear Thy grace hath wrought

What in him seemeth righteous.

And thus my hope is in the Lord,

And not in mine own merit;

I rest upon His faithful word

To them of contrite spirit;

That He is merciful and just--

Here is my comfort and my trust,

His help I wait with patience.

And though it tarry till the night,

And round till morning waken,

My heart shall ne'er mistrust His might,

Nor count itself forsaken.

Do thus, O ye of Israel's aeed,

Ye of the Spirit born indeed,

Wait for our God's appearing.

Though great our sins and sore our woes.

His grace much more aboundeth;

His helping love no limit knows,

Our utmost need it soundeth;

Our kind and faithful Shepherd, He

Who shall at last set Israel free

From all their sin and sorrow.

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