Miserere my Maker
O have mercy on me wretch strangely distress è d
Cast down with sin oppress è d
Mightily vexed to the soul's bitter anguish
E'en to the death I languish
Yet let it please Thee
To hear my ceaseless crying
Miserere miserere miserere I am dying
Miserere my Saviour
I alas am for my sins fearfully griev è d
And cannot be reliev è d
But by Thy death which Thou didst suffer for me
Wherefore I adore Thee
And do beseech Thee
To hear my ceaseless crying
Miserere miserere miserere I am dying
Holy Spirit miserere
Comfort my distress è d soul grieved for youth's folly
Purge cleanse and make it holy
With Thy sweet due of grace and peace inspire me
How I desire Thee
And strengthen me now
In this my ceaseless crying
Miserere miserere miserere I am dying
