| Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord; O Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to my cries of supplication. | 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 in anxious expectation; I place my hope in his word. | I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope. |
Bible verse of the day
The grass may wither and the flower may fade,but the word of our God will endure forever.