From the Deeps, to Thee, O Lord

From the deeps

to Thee

O Lord

We have cried

and Thou hast heard;

Calmed our fears

dried our tears

Made our staff of hope Thy Word.

While op­pressed with pain we lay

Thou didst deign to hear us pray;

From the grave Thou didst save;

Thou didst chase the pain away.

Trust then

Is­ra­el

in the Lord

Make thy staff of hope His Word

Prayer in grief

brings re­lief;

Pray

un­til thy pray­er be heard

Pray

un­til thy pray­er be heard.