ashamed, have mercy O God

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Adam and Eve, Ethiopia by Bernard Gagnon (Own work) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC BY-SA 3.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

I am surrounded by the storm of sin,
   O compassionate Lord.
   But stretch out your hand to me,
      as once you did to Peter.

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me.

I offer to you, O merciful Lord,
   the tears of the harlot.
   Take pity on me, O Savior,
      in your compassion.

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me.

With the lusts of passion I have darkened
   the beauty of my soul,
   and turned my whole mind
      entirely into dust.

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me.

I have torn the first garment
   that the Creator wove for me in the beginning,
      and now I lie naked.

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me.

I have clothed myself in the torn coat
   that the serpent wove for me by his counsel,
      and I am ashamed.

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me.

I looked upon the beauty of the tree
   and my mind was deceived;
      and now I lie naked and ashamed.

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me.

All the ruling passions have plowed upon my back,
   making long furrows of wickedness.

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me.

I have lost the beauty and glory
   with which I was first created;
      and now I lie naked and ashamed.

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me.

Sin has stripped me of the robe
   that God once wove for me,
      and it has sewed for me garments of skin.

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me.

I am clothed with the garments of shame
   as with fig leaves,
   in condemnation of my self-willed passion

   Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me.

Frederica MathewesGreen, American Orthodox author 

____________________

Hear my prayer, Lord,
    listen to my cry for help;
    do not be deaf to my weeping.
I dwell with you as a foreigner,
    a stranger, as all my ancestors were.
Look away from me, that I may enjoy life again
    before I depart and am no more.

I waited patiently for the Lord;
    he turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
    out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
    and gave me a firm place to stand.

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