1 In Thy wrath and hot displeasure,
Chasten not Thy servant, Lord;
Let Thy mercy, without measure,
Help and peace to me afford.

2 Heavy is my tribulation,
Sore my punishment has been;
Broken by Thy indignation,
I am troubled by my sin.

3 With my burden of transgression
Heavy laden, overborne,
Humbled low I make confession,
For my folly now I mourn.

4 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.

5 Darkness gathers, foes assail me,
But I answer not a word;
All my friends desert and fail me,
Only Thou my cry hast heard.

6 Lord, in Thee I am confiding;
Thou wilt answer when I call,
Lest my foes, the good deriding,
Triumph in Thy servant’s fall.

7 I am prone to halt and stumble,
Grief and sorrow dwell within,
Shame and guilt my spirit humble,
I am sorry for my sin.

8 Foes about my soul are closing,
Full of hatred, false, and strong;
Choosing good, I find opposing
All who love and do the wrong.

9 Lord, my God, do not forsake me,
Let me know that Thou art near,
Under Thy protection take me,
As my Savior now appear.