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PSALM CXXX.
Sunk in the deep abyss of woe,
To thee, my God! I cry,
O, while my contrite tears o'erflow,
In pity bend thine eye!
To thee, my God! I cry,
O, while my contrite tears o'erflow,
In pity bend thine eye!
For when thy Justice sternly frowns,
Who may behold and live?
But Mercy mild that Justice crowns,
And Mercy must forgive.
Who may behold and live?
But Mercy mild that Justice crowns,
And Mercy must forgive.
Thence, with firm faith, and holy fear,
All impious doubts withdrawn,
I wait thy saving grace to share,
As watchmen wait the dawn.
All impious doubts withdrawn,
I wait thy saving grace to share,
As watchmen wait the dawn.
That faith, that fear, through Israel spread,
Shall dart a cheerful ray,
Till full Redemption, o'er his head,
Diffuse eternal day.
Shall dart a cheerful ray,
Till full Redemption, o'er his head,
Diffuse eternal day.
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