CONFESSION

I have withstood Thee, Lord,
but I return to Thee;
for I have fallen by mine iniquity.
105But I take with me words,
and I return unto Thee and say,
take away all iniquity and receive us
graciously,
so will we render the calves of our lips.
Spare us, Lord, spare,
and give not Thine heritage to reproach,
to Thine enemies.

Lord, Lord, be propitious,
cease, I beseech Thee,
by whom shall Jacob arise?
for he is small.
Repent, O Lord, for this,
and this shall not be.

While observing lying vanities
I forsook my own mercy,
and am cast out of Thy sight.
When my soul fainted within me,
I remembered the Lord;
yet will I look again toward Thy Holy
Temple;
Thou hast brought up my life from
corruption.

Who is a God like unto Thee,
that pardoneth iniquity
to the remnant of His heritage?
He retaineth not His anger forever,
because He delighteth in mercy.
Turn again and have compassion
upon us, O Lord,
subdue our iniquities,
and cast all our sins into the depths
of the sea,
according to Thy truth,
and according to Thy mercy.

O Lord, I have heard Thy speech
and was afraid,
in wrath remember mercy.
Behold me, Lord, clothed in filthy
garments;
behold Satan standing at my right hand;
yet, O Lord,
by the blood of Thy covenant,
by the fountain opened for sin and for
uncleanness,
Take away my iniquity,
and cleanse me from my sin.
Save me as a brand
plucked out of the fire.
Father, forgive me, for I knew not,
truly I knew not, what I did
in sinning against Thee.
Lord, remember me
when Thou comest in Thy kingdom.
Lord, lay not mine enemies’ sins to
their charge,
Lord, lay not my own to mine.
By Thy sweat bloody and clotted,
Thy soul in agony,
Thy head crowned with thorns,
bruised with staves,
Thine eyes swimming with tears,
Thine ears full of insults,
Thy mouth moistened with vinegar
and gall,
Thy face dishonourably stained with
spitting,
Thy neck weighed down with the burden
Thy back ploughed with the wheals
and gashes of the scourge,
Thy hands and feet stabbed through,
Thy strong cry, Eli, Eli,
108Thy heart pierced with the spear,
the water and blood thence flowing,
Thy body broken,
Thy blood poured out,
Lord, forgive the offence of Thy servant,
and cover all his sins.
Turn away all Thy displeasure,
and turn Thyself from Thy wrathful
indignation.
Turn me then, O God our Saviour,
and let Thine anger cease from us.
Wilt Thou be displeased at us for ever,
and stretch out Thy wrath from one
generation to another?
Wilt Thou not turn again
and quicken us,
that Thy people may rejoice in Thee?
Shew us Thy mercy, O Lord,
and grant us Thy salvation