Before Thee, God, who knowest all,

With grief and shame I prostrate fall;

I see my sins against Thee, Lord,

The sins of thought, of deed, and word,

They press me sore, I cry to Thee;

O God, be merciful to me!

O Lord, My God, to Thee I pray:

O cast me not in wrath away,

Let Thy good Spirit ne’er depart,

But let Him draw to Thee my heart,

That truly penitent I be;

O God, be merciful to me!

O Jesus, let Thy precious blood

Be to my soul a cleansing flood;

Turn not, O Lord, Thy guest away,

But grant that justified I may

Go to my house with peace from Thee;

O God, be merciful to me!