Out of the deep I cry to Thee, My God, with heart's contrition

Verse 1

Out of the deep I cry to Thee, My God, with heart’s contrition; Bow down Thine ear in grace to me, And hear Thou my petition; For if in judgment Thou wilt try Man’s sin and great iniquity, Ah, who can stand before Thee.

Verse 2

To gain remission of our sin, No work of ours availeth; God’s favor we may strive to win, But all our labor faileth; We’re ‘midst our fairest actions lost, And none ‘fore Him of aught can boast. We live alone through mercy.

Verse 3

Therefore my hope is in His grace And not in my own merit; On Him my confidence I place, Instructed by His Spirit; His precious Word hath promised me He will my Joy and Comfort be; Thereon is my reliance.

Verse 4

Though sin with us much abound, Yet grace still more aboundeth; Sufficient help in Christ is found, Where sin most deeply woundeth. He the good Shepherd is indeed, Who His lost sheep doth seek and lead With tender love and pity.