By Sin Weighed Down, And Sorely Stricken

1 By sin weighed down and sorely stricken,
I stand before God's judgment throne.
O God, do Thou my spirit quicken,
For Thou canst help, and Thou alone.
Have mercy on my soul, I pray,
And wash Thou all my guilt away.

2 O Father, Thou of mercies tender,
Thine humble child doth cry to Thee;
Wilt Thou to me sweet comfort render,
That I again may joyful be?
Have mercy on my soul, I pray,
And wash Thou all my guilt away.

3 My troubled soul, its sins bewailing,
Can never for its guilt atone;
But let Thy mercy be unfailing,
That I Thy healing grace may own.
Have mercy of my soul, I pray,
And wash Thou all my guilt away.

4 My soul Thy pardon strongly craveth;
O speak the Word it fain would hear:
I lend thee grace that truly saveth,
I pardon thee, I stay thy fear.
Have mercy on my soul, I pray,
And wash Thou all my guilt away.

5 I do not doubt my prayer is granted,
The sense of comfort doth increase;
I have the grace for which I panted,
And so to raise this cry I cease:
Have mercy on my soul, I pray,
And wash Thou all my guilt away.

Source: American Lutheran Hymnal #68