Hear thou my prayer, O Lord,

And listen to my cry:

Remember now thy faithful word,

And graciously reply.

Do not in judgment rise

Thy servant's life to scan;

For righteous in thy spotless eyes

Is found no living man.

I stretch my longing hands

Towards thy holy place,

With soul athirst, like weary lands,

For thy refreshing grace.

Haste thee, O Lord, I pray,

My failing heart to save!

Hide not thy face: I droop as they

That sink into the grave.

Thy mercy's early light

My faith desires to see;

O let me walk before thy sight!

I lift my soul to thee.

Let thy good Spirit lead

My feet in righteous ways:

And for thy name's sake, Lord, my head

Above my troubles raise.