O Christ, assist me.
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Leave me, O Lord, alone with my repenting,
Me from my birth all evil who inherit,
Give me but tears from depths of my consenting
Penitent spirit.
Mine, as I think, are vices so appalling
That the worst torments still will not withhold me,
Save as thy pity on a wretch is calling,
Glad to enfold me.