|Before Thee God who knowest all||
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 Jesus, let Thy precious blood