Psalm 130

Martyrdom

Out of the depths I cry to you,

O Lord; Lord, hear my plea.
O let your ears be open to
My cry for your mercy.

If you, Lord, kept a note of sin,

Then, Lord, who could endure?
But with you sins can be forgiv'n,
Therefore, we owe you fear.

I wait for God, my soul will wait,

My hope is in his word.
More than for morning watchmen wait,
My soul waits for the Lord.

More than watchmen wait for the morn,

My soul waits for the Lord.
Israel, put your hope in the Lord,
For mercy he’ll afford.

With God there is redemption full,

He will himself redeem,
Redeem his people Israel,
From all their sins redeem.

Psalm 3

Martyrdom

O Lord, how many are my foes!
Against me many rise!
Concerning me the crowds suppose:
‘His God no help supplies.’

But you’re my glory, shielded round,
My head you lift, Lord, high.
He answers from his holy mound,
The Lord to whom I cry.

I lie down, sleep; I wake again -
Because the Lord supplied.
I will not fear ten thousand men
Drawn up on ev’ry side.

Arise, O Lord! My God save me!
Strike my foes on the jaw;
O break the teeth of those there be
Who break your holy law.

The source of all deliverance
It is the Lord alone.
Now may blessings in abundance
Be by your people known.