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 at peace with Thee: O God, be merciful to me!