1 Have mercy, Lord, on me,
As Thou wert ever kind;
Let me, oppressed with loads of guilt
Thy wonted mercy find.

2 Against Thee, Lord, alone,
And only in Thy sight,
Have I transgressed; and though condemned
Must own Thy judgments right.

3 Blot out my crying sins,
Nor me in anger view;
Create in me a heart that's clean,
An upright mind renew.

4 Withdraw not Thou Thy help,
Nor cast me from Thy sight;
Nor let Thy Holy Spirit take
His everlasting flight.

5 The joy Thy favors give
Let me again obtain,
And Thy free Spirit's firm support
My fainting soul sustain.

Amen.