Or tell their tale: yet some will I confess,
Even a few, though as a drop it be
In all the sea.
I will declare my trespasses and sin,
And peradventure silence then may fall
Upon their waves and billows’ raging din,
And Thou wilt hear from heaven, when I call,
And pardon all.
My God, if mine iniquity
Too great for all endurance be,