What is my hope, O God?
Where do I look?
Where are you in this misery?
I have sinned from my birth,
cut from the womb, near dead,
but I did cry.
Did I not cry out for thee?
Where are you, Lord?
Is there deliverance
beyond these tears?
God of grace, erase these stains,
these ruts I've worn, fill up,
or I will wander evermore in circles,
in foul and soiled clothes.
I have despaired again
and forgotten who you are.
My Lord and God,
have mercy on me, a sinner.
Lord Jesus Christ, son of God, have mercy on me, a sinner.
Tale Told 