The Lamentation of a sinner M.
O Lord turn not away thy face,
from him that lieth prostrate,
Lamenting fore his sinful life,
before thy mercy gate,
which gate thou openest wide to those,
that do lament their sin,
Shut not that gate against me Lord,
but let me enter in.
 
And call me not to mine accounts,
How I have lived here:
For then I know right well, O Lord,
How wise I shall appear:
I need not to confess my life,
I am sure thou canst tell:
What I have been, and what I am,
I know thou knowest it well,
 
O Lord thou knowest what things be past,
And eke the things that be.
Thou knowest also what is to come,
Nothing is hid form thee:
Before the heavens and the earth were made
Thou knewest what things were then:
As all things else that hath been since,
Among the Sons of men.
And can the things that I have done,
Be hidden form thee then?
Nay nay thou knowest them all, O Lord,
Where they were done and when.
Wherefore with tears I come to thee,
To beg and to entreat:
Even as the Child that hath done evil,
And feareth to be beat.
 
So come I to thy mercy gate
Where mercy doth abound,
Requiring mercy for my sin,
To heal my deadly wound.
O Lord, I need not to repeat,
What I do beg or crave:
Thou know’st , O Lord, before I ask,
The thing that I would have.
 
Mercy good Lord, mercy I ask,
This is the total sum:
For mercy Lord is all my suite,
Lord let thy mercy come.

THE BOOK OF PSALMS

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