Shane & Shane - I Will Wait For You (Psalm 130) Lyrics
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Out of the depths I cry to You
In darkest places I will call
Incline Your ear to me anew
And hear my cry for mercy Lord
Were You to count my sinful ways
How could I come before Your throne
Yet full forgiveness meets my gaze
I stand redeemed by grace alone
I will wait for You, I will wait for You
On Your word I will rely
I will wait for You, surely wait for You
Till my soul is satisfied
So put Your hope in God alone
Take courage in His power to save
Completely and forever won
By Christ emerging from the grave
I will wait for You, I will wait for You
On Your word I will rely
I will wait for You, surely wait for You
Till my soul is satisfied, oh, ooh
Now He has come to make a way
And God Himself has paid the price
That all who trust in Him today
Find healing in His sacrifice
That all who trust in Him today
Find healing in His sacrifice
I will wait for You, I will wait for You
Through the storm and through the night
I will wait for You, surely wait for You
For Your love is my delight
Oh I will wait for You, I will wait for You
Through the storm and through the night
I will wait for You, surely wait for You
For Your love is my delight
I will wait for You, I will wait for You
Through the storm and through the night
I will wait for You, surely wait for You
For Your love is my delight, oh, ooh
Oh You are my delight
You're my delight
I will wait for You, I will wait for You
On Your word I will rely
I will wait for You, surely wait for You
Till my soul is satisfied
I will wait for You, I will wait for You
On Your word I will rely
I will wait for You, surely wait for You
Till my soul is satisfied
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Shane & Shane: I Will Wait For You (Psalm 130)
Meaning & Inspiration
Shane & Shane’s rendition of this hymn forces a confrontation with the uncomfortable math of the gospel. When they sing, "Were You to count my sinful ways, how could I come before Your throne," they aren't just engaging in poetic self-deprecation. They are invoking the terrifying prospect of divine audit.
If God were a bookkeeper of our moral ledger, the result would be total insolvency. The text anchors itself here—in the reality of human bankruptcy—to make sense of what follows. This isn't the usual "God loves me because I'm special" fluff. It’s a recognition that the only reason a human can stand in the presence of a Holy Being is because the account has been settled by someone else. That is the doctrine of Propitiation in practice. It moves the conversation from vague feelings of being "accepted" to the legal reality of an exchanged status.
What strikes me—and perhaps what should trouble us—is the line, "Yet full forgiveness meets my gaze." We often treat forgiveness as an abstract benefit of the afterlife, but here it is described as something that occupies space, something that catches the eye. It implies that in the moments when we are most acutely aware of our own wretchedness, we are supposed to look up and find the barrier between us and the Father removed.
But then there is the refrain: "I will wait for You... till my soul is satisfied."
This is where the theology meets the grit of daily existence. Waiting is not a passive activity for the saint; it is a discipline of the will against the instincts of the flesh. We are impatient creatures. We want the resolution now. But Shane & Shane point us back to the reliability of God’s Word as the only thing that sustains the waiting period. If your hope is anchored in a subjective "feeling" of satisfaction, you will be crushed the moment the storm picks up. If your hope is anchored in the fact of Christ "emerging from the grave," your waiting is not just endurance—it is an act of defiance against the hopelessness of the world.
I find myself wondering about that word "satisfied." Does it mean we stop hurting? Or does it mean the desire for God finally eclipses the desire for relief?
There is a tension here that most songs gloss over. To say "my soul is satisfied" while still crying out from the "depths" requires a specific kind of faith—one that acknowledges the suffering is ongoing, yet insists that the objective truth of the Resurrection carries more weight than the current darkness. It’s an unfinished posture, honestly. We are always waiting, always looking for that gaze of forgiveness, and always testing whether the Word of God is actually enough to fill the void. It is a heavy, necessary labor.