‘From the Depths of Woe’

This is a long hymn, but being raised from the depths of woe into the truth and glory of God’s promises often takes long. Another one to add to the Arsenal of Songs to Sing to Myself in Times of Pain and Suffering (: Love everything about it – the lyrics by Luther, the switch from minor to major, the vocals that kept the upward progression for 5 verses and 7 minutes –

2. To wash away the crimson stain,
Grace, grace alone availeth;
Our works, alas! Are all in vain;
In much the best life faileth;
No man can glory in Thy sight,
All must alike confess Thy might,
And live alone by mercy.

3. Therefore my trust is in the Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
On Him my soul shall rest, His word
Upholds my fainting spirit;
His promised mercy is my fort,
My comfort and my sweet support;
I wait for it with patience.

5. Though great our sins and sore our woes
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our upmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd good and true is He,
Who will at last His Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow.

Indelible grace’s introduction to the track here (:

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