- Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord.
Lord, hear my voice:
let thine ears be attentive
to the voice of my supplications. - I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait,
and in his word do I hope.
The hope of the righteous shall be gladness:
but the expectation of the wicked shall perish. It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed,
because his compassions fail not.
They are new every morning:
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