Free me from all my trespasses, the fool's scorn make not me.
Thou mak'st us a reproach to be unto our neighbours near; Derision and a scorn to them that round about us are.
Unto our neighbours a reproach most base become are we; A scorn and laughingstock to them that round about us be.
And from all his iniquities he Isr'el shall redeem.
Turn thou away my fear'd reproach; for good thy judgments be.
Iniquities, I must confess, prevail against me do: But as for our transgressions, them purge away shalt thou.
From heav'n he shall send down, and me from his reproach defend That would devour me: God his truth and mercy forth shall send.
O God, of my salvation God, me from blood-guiltiness Set free; then shall my tongue aloud sing of thy righteousness.
With mouths set wide, they 'gainst me said, Ha, ha! our eye doth see.
See mine affliction and my pain, and all my sins forgive.
Now, for thine own name's sake, O Lord, I thee entreat To pardon mine iniquity; for it is very great.
More than they that for morning watch, my soul waits for the Lord; I say, more than they that do watch the morning light to see.