Feria Sexta in Passione et Morte Domini

And according to the multitude of thy tender mercies * blot out my iniquity.

Wash me yet more from my iniquity, * and cleanse me from my sin.

For I know my iniquity, * and my sin is always before me.

To thee only have I sinned, and have done evil before thee: * that thou mayst be justified in thy words, and mayst overcome when thou art judged.

For behold I was conceived in iniquities; * and in sins did my mother conceive me.

For behold thou hast loved truth: * the uncertain and hidden things of thy wisdom thou hast made manifest to me.

Thou shalt sprinkle me with hyssop, and I shall be cleansed: * thou shalt wash me, and I shall be made whiter than snow.

To my hearing thou shalt give joy and gladness: * and the bones that have been humbled shall rejoice.

Turn away thy face from my sins, * and blot out all my iniquities.

Create a clean heart in me, O God: * and renew a right spirit within my bowels.

Cast me not away from thy face; * and take not thy holy spirit from me.

Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation, * and strengthen me with a perfect spirit.

I will teach the unjust thy ways: * and the wicked shall be converted to thee.

Deliver me from blood, O God, thou God of my salvation: * and my tongue shall extol thy justice.

O Lord, thou wilt open my lips: * and my mouth shall declare thy praise.

For if thou hadst desired sacrifice, I would indeed have given it: * with burnt offerings thou wilt not be delighted.

A sacrifice to God is an afflicted spirit: * a contrite and humbled heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.

Deal favourably, O Lord, in thy good will with Sion; * that the walls of Jerusalem may be built up.

Then shalt thou accept the sacrifice of justice, oblations and whole burnt offerings: * then shall they lay calves upon thy altar.

And enter not into judgment with thy servant: * for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.

For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: * he hath brought down my life to the earth.

He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old: * and my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.

I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: * I meditated upon the works of thy hands.

I stretched forth my hands to thee: * my soul is as earth without water unto thee.

Hear me speedily, O Lord: * my spirit hath fainted away.

Turn not away thy face from me, * lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

Cause me to hear thy mercy in the morning; * for in thee have I hoped.

Make the way known to me, wherein I should walk: * for I have lifted up my soul to thee.

Deliver me from my enemies, O Lord, to thee have I fled: * teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God.

Thy good spirit shall lead me into the right land: * for thy name’s sake, O Lord, thou wilt quicken me in thy justice.

Thou wilt bring my soul out of trouble: * and in thy mercy thou wilt destroy my enemies.

And thou wilt cut off all them that afflict my soul: * for I am thy servant.

Thou hast forgiven the iniquity of thy people: * thou hast covered all their sins.

Thou hast mitigated all thy anger: * thou hast turned away from the wrath of thy indignation.

Convert us, O God our saviour: * and turn off thy anger from us.

Wilt thou be angry with us for ever: * or wilt thou extend thy wrath from generation to generation?

Thou wilt turn, O God, and bring us to life: * and thy people shall rejoice in thee.

Shew us, O Lord, thy mercy; * and grant us thy salvation.

I will hear what the Lord God will speak in me: * for he will speak peace

And unto his saints: * and unto them that are converted to the heart.

Surely his salvation is near to them that fear him: * that glory may dwell in our land.

Mercy and truth have met each other: * justice and peace have kissed.

Truth is sprung out of the earth: * and justice hath looked down from heaven.

For the Lord will give goodness: * and our earth shall yield her fruit.

Justice shall walk before him: * and shall set his steps in the way.

O Lord, thy work, * in the midst of the years bring it to life:

In the midst of the years thou shalt make it known: * when thou art angry, thou wilt remember mercy.

God will come from the south, * and the holy one from mount Pharan:

His glory covered the heavens, * and the earth is full of his praise.

His brightness shall be as the light: * horns are in his hands:

There is his strength hid: * Death shall go before his face.

And the devil shall go forth before his feet. * He stood and measured the earth.

He beheld, and melted the nations: * and the ancient mountains were crushed to pieces.

The hills of the world were bowed down * by the journeys of his eternity.

I saw the tents of Ethiopia for their iniquity, * the curtains of the land of Madian shall be troubled.

Wast thou angry, O Lord, with the rivers? * or was thy wrath upon the rivers? or thy indignation in the sea?

Who will ride upon thy horses: * and thy chariots are salvation.

Thou wilt surely take up thy bow: * according to the oaths which thou hast spoken to the tribes.

Thou wilt divide the rivers of the earth. The mountains saw thee, and were grieved: * the great body of waters passed away.

The deep put forth its voice: * the deep lifted up its hands.

The sun and the moon stood still in their habitation, * in the light of thy arrows, they shall go in the brightness of thy glittering spear.

In thy anger thou wilt tread the earth under foot: * in thy wrath thou wilt astonish the nations.

Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people: * for salvation with thy Christ.

Thou struckest the head of the house of the wicked: * thou hast laid bare his foundation even to the neck.

Thou hast cursed his sceptres, the head of his warriors, * them that came out as a whirlwind to scatter me.

Their joy * was like that of him that devoureth the poor man in secret.

Thou madest a way in the sea for thy horses, * in the mud of many waters.

I have heard and my bowels were troubled: * my lips trembled at the voice.

Let rottenness enter into my bones, * and swarm under me.

That I may rest in the day of tribulation: * that I may go up to our people that are girded.

For the fig tree shall not blossom: * and there shall be no spring in the vines.

The labour of the olive tree shall fail: * and the fields shall yield no food:

The flock shall be cut off from the fold, * and there shall be no herd in the stalls.

But I will rejoice in the Lord: * and I will joy in God my Jesus.

The Lord God is my strength: * and he will make my feet like the feet of harts:

And he the conqueror will lead me upon my high places * singing psalms.

Because he hath strengthened the bolts of thy gates * he hath blessed thy children within thee.

Who hath placed peace in thy borders: * and filleth thee with the fat of corn.

Who sendeth forth his speech to the earth: * his word runneth swiftly.

Who giveth snow like wool: * scattereth mists like ashes.

He sendeth his crystal like morsels: * who shall stand before the face of his cold?

He shall send out his word, and shall melt them: * his wind shall blow, and the waters shall run.

Who declareth his word to Jacob: * his justices and his judgments to Israel.

He hath not done in like manner to every nation: * and his judgments he hath not made manifest to them.

And hath raised up an horn of salvation to us, * in the house of David his servant:

As he spoke by the mouth of his holy Prophets, * who are from the beginning:

Salvation from our enemies, * and from the hand of all that hate us:

To perform mercy to our fathers, * and to remember his holy testament,

The oath, which he swore to Abraham our father, * that he would grant to us,

That being delivered from the hand of our enemies, * we may serve him without fear,

In holiness and justice before him, * all our days.

And thou, child, shalt be called the prophet of the Highest: * for thou shalt go before the face of the Lord to prepare his ways:

To give knowledge of salvation to his people, * unto the remission of their sins:

Through the bowels of the mercy of our God, * in which the Orient from on high hath visited us:

To enlighten them that sit in darkness, and in the shadow of death: * to direct our feet into the way of peace.