Have mercy on me, Father, according to Your loving kindness. According to the multitude of Your tender mercies, blot out my transgressions (they are so many that I lost count.) I am in need of a thorough washing from iniquity and a complete cleansing from my sin. Lord, I am confronted by the gravity of my misdeeds, and my sin continually stares me in the face. Against You, and You only, have I sinned, and done that which is evil in Your sight. Your holiness demands a righteous judgement, and no one can reasonably claim my sentence unjust. I plead guilty to every charge You lay against me, Lord, but I plead that You remember that I was born in iniquity – conceived in sin. My most base nature is contrary to Your desire for truth in the inward parts. But You have taught me wisdom in the depths of my heart – the conviction of conscience that cannot be shaken.
Father, say the word, and I will be free of the heavy weight of guilt hanging over my head. Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow – free of the shame and filth that clothes me. Let Your love that shines forth within Your verdict bring joy and gladness to my soul, that the pain I suffer because of my punishment be overrun with rejoicing.
Let not my sins come before you again, and blot out even the memory of my iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, O God. Renew a right spirit within me. Don’t cast me out from Your presence, and please don’t take Your Holy Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of Your salvation and uphold me with a willing spirit. Then I will use my life and experiences as an example to guide others to the right paths and turn the hearts of sinners to You to seek for mercy in repentance. Lord God who saves me, please don’t let the guilt of anyone’s blood be on me – I cannot bear it.
Lord, give me freedom to speak, and my mouth will declare Your praise. I have come to know that You don’t delight in sacrifice, or else I would give it. I have understood that You have no pleasure in just the outward shows. You have shown me, that what You appreciate and desire from me is a broken spirit – a spirit weighed down by the understanding of the weight of sin, but completely crushed under the weight of appreciation and gratitude for Your salvation. Yes, You will not despise a broken and contrite heart.
Father, do well in Your good pleasure to Your people. Surround our hearts with walls of protection from filth and guilt, then everything we present to You will be in righteousness, not just in passable outward semblances. You will not have to turn Your face from us when we come before You bearing gifts; and You will be able to look upon us in pride as we bow before You to give You the honour and adoration You deserve. Amen.