A Song of degrees.
At thy rebuke, O God of Jacob, both the chariot and horse are cast into a dead sleep. 76:6
130:1-8
A Song of degrees.
1 Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O LORD.
I have cried to you, God.
2 Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.
3 If thou, LORD, shouldest mark iniquities, O Lord, who shall stand?
4 But there is forgiveness with thee, that thou mayest be feared.
Listen to me.
5I wait for the LORD, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope.
I'm waiting for you.
6My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning.
7 Let Israel hope in the LORD: for with the LORD there is mercy, and with him is plenteous redemption.
8 And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.
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