In Thy wrath and hot displeasure,
Chasten not Thy servant Lord;
Let Thy mercy, without measure,
Help and peace to me afford.
Heavy is my tribulation,
Sure my punishment has been;
Broken by Thy indignation,
I am troubled by my sin.
With my burden of transgression
Heavy laden, overborne,
Humbled low I make confession,
For my folly now I mourn.
Weak and wounded, I implore Thee;
Lord to me Thy mercy show;
All my prayer is now before Thee,
All my trouble Thou dost know.
Darkness gathers, foes assail me,
But I answer not a word;
All my friends desert and fail me,
Only Thou my cry hast heard.
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