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Out of the depths I call the Lord,

Asking to listen to my voice;

Not allowing to be ignored,

For helping me make the right choice.

 

Let His ears heedful to my cry,

If He looked at sin who could stand;

There would not be a reason why,

Pulling me out of the sinking sand.

 

There is forgiveness through the Lord,

That He may always be revered;

Show that He is loved and adored,

Continuously in being feared.

 

So, I am waiting for the Lord,

And in His Word my soul will hope;

As I remain in one accord,

While I continue to cope.

 

I proceed to wait for the Lord,

Like a watchman in the morning;

Waiting for blessings be outpoured,

To be coming without warning.

 

Put all of your hope in the Lord,

For there is faithful love with Him;

Abundant redemption as cured,

Building up your spiritual vim.

 

He will redeem you all your sin,

Your iniquities no longer;

While His Spirit cleans within,

To be spiritually stronger.

 

I will be waiting for the Lord,

More than watchmen for the morning;

Seeing Him where eagles have soared,

Coming down from the clouds adorning.


Copyright © 2018 Richard Newton Sherrer








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