Prayer for Pardon and Mercy
Out of the depths I cry to you, O Lord;
Lord hear my voice!
Let your ears be attentive to my voice in suplication:
If you , O Lord, mark iniquities,
Lord who can stand?
But with you is forgiveness that you may be revered.
I trust in the Lord; my soul trusts in his word.
My soul waits for the Lord, for with the Lord is kindness
and with him is plenteous redemption;
And he will redeem Israel from all their iniquities.
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There is an appointed time for everything,
and a time for every afair under the heavens.
A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to uproot the plant.
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to tear down, and a time to build.
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them;
a time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces.
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away.
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to be silent, and a time to speak.
A time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war, and a time of peace.
What advantage has the worker from his toil? I have considered the task which God has appointed for men to be busied about. He has made everything appropriate to its time, and has put the timeless into their hearts, without men ever discovering, from beginning to end, the work which God has done.
Prayer of a penitent in distress
O Lord, hear my prayer; hearken to my pleading in your faithfulness;
in your justice answer me.
And enter not into judgement with your servant, for before you no living man is just.
For the enemy pursues me;
he has crushed my life to the ground;
he has left me dwelling in the dark,
like those long dead,
And my spirit is faint within me,
my heart within me is appalled.
I remember the days of old;
I meditate on all your doings,
the works of your hands I ponder.
I stretch out my hands to you;
my soul thirsts for you like a parched land.
Hasten to answer me, O Lord,
for my spirit fails me.
Hide not your face from me
lest I become like those
who go down into the pit.
At dawn let me hear of your kindness,
for in you I trust.
Show me the way in which I should walk,
for to you I lift up my soul.
Rescue me from my enemies, O Lord,
for in you I hope.
Teach me to do your will,
for you are my God.
May your good spirit guide me
on the level ground.
For your name's sake, O Lord,
preserve me;
in your justice free me from distress,
and in your kindness destroy my enemies;
bring to naught all my foes,
for I am your servant.
My soul is deprived of peace,
I have forgotten what happiness is;
I tell myself my future is lost,
all that I hoped for from the Lord.
The thought of my homeless poverty
is wormwood and gall;
Remembering it over and over
leaves my soul downcast within me.
But I call this to mind as my reason to have hope;
The favors of the Lord are not exhausted,
his mercies are not spent;
They are renewed each morning,
so great is his faithfulness.
My portion is the Lord, says my soul,
therefore I hope in him.