All thine iniquities who doth most graciously forgive: Who thy diseases all and pains doth heal, and thee relieve.
O thou who art the Lord my God, I in distress to thee, With loud cries lifted up my voice, and thou hast healed me.
Those that are broken in their heart, and grieved in their minds, He healeth, and their painful wounds he tenderly up-binds.
And from all his iniquities he Isr'el shall redeem.
Mischief, say they, cleaves fast to him; he li'th, and shall not rise.
For thou art gracious, O Lord, and ready to forgive; And rich in mercy, all that call upon thee to relieve.
But yet with thee forgiveness is, that fear'd thou mayest be.