From depths of woe I raise to Thee the voice of lamentation;
Lord, turn a gracious ear to me and hear my supplication.
If Thou iniquities dost mark, our secret sins and misdeeds dark,
O who shall stand before Thee? (Who shall stand before Thee?)
O who shall stand before Thee? (Who shall stand before Thee?
To wash away the crimson stain, Grace, grace alone availeth;
Our works, alas! are all in vain; in much the best life faileth;
No man can glory in Thy sight, all must alike confess Thy might.
And live alone by mercy! (Live alone by mercy)
And live alone by mercy! (Live alone by mercy)
Therefore my trust is in the Lord, and not in mine own merit;
On Him my soul shall rest, His word upholds my fainting spirit;
His promised mercy is my fort, my comfort and my sweet support;
I wait for it with patience! (Wait for it with patience)
I wait for it with patience! (Wait for it with patience)
(Martin Luther penned these words. Indelible Grace sings them. Thanks to my nephew John Franklin for reminding me of them today on Facebook!)
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