Oracles of Prophets,

melody of Psalms, instruction of Proverbs,

experience of Histories.

God is the Lord Who hath shewed us light; bind the sacrifice with cords,

yea even unto the horns of the altar.

O by Thy Resurrection raise us up
unto newness of life,

helping us to shew forth a conversation meet for repentance.

The God of peace,

Who did bring again from the dead the great Shepherd of the sheep, through the blood of the everlasting covenant, our Lord Jesus Christ,

make us perfect in every good work,
to do His will,

working in us that which is well-pleasing in His sight,

through Jesus Christ,

to Whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen.

Thou Who didst send down on Thy disciples on this day

Thy Thrice-Holy Spirit,

withdraw not Thou the gift, O Lord, from us, but renew it in us, day by day,

who ask Thee for it.

I commend to Thee, Lord,
my impulses, and my startings,
my intentions, and my undertakings,
my going out, and my coming in,
my sitting down, and my rising up.

M

I.

Confession.

ERCIFUL and pitiful Lord,

Long-suffering and of great mercy,

I have sinned, Lord, I have sinned against Thee,

O wretched man that I am,

I have sinned, Lord, against Thee
much and grievously,

in observing lying vanities.
I conceal nothing:

I make no excuses.

I give Thee glory, O Lord, this day,
I denounce against myself my sins;
Truly I have sinned before the Lord,
and thus and thus have I done.

Alas! what have I done?

I have sinned and perverted
that which was right,
and it profited me not.

And what shall I now say?

Or with what shall I open my mouth?

What shall I answer, seeing I myself have
done it?

Without excuse, without defence,
self-condemned, am I.

I have destroyed myself.

Unto Thee, O Lord, belongeth righteousness, but unto me confusion of face,

because Thou art just in all that is come upon me; for Thou hast done right,

but I have done wickedly.

And now, Lord, what is my hope?
Truly my hope is even in Thee:
if hope of salvation remain to me,
if Thy loving-kindness overcome
the multitude of my iniquities.

O remember what my substance is,
the work of Thine hands,
the likeness of Thy countenance,
the cost of Thy blood,
a name from Thy Name,

a sheep of Thy pasture,
a son of the covenant.

Despise not Thou the work of Thine own hands.
Hast Thou made for nought

Thine own image and likeness?
Yea for nought, if Thou destroy it.
And what profit is there in my blood?
Thine enemies will triumph over me.

O let them never triumph over me, O Lord! Grant not to Thy foes my destruction.

Look upon the face of Thine Anointed, and in the Blood of Thy covenant, the Propitiation for the sins of the whole world, Lord, be propitious unto me, the sinner; even unto me, O Lord, of sinners chief, chiefest, and greatest.

For Thy Name's sake be merciful unto my sin, for it is great it is great beyond all greatness. For Thy Name's sake, that Name, beside which, none other under heaven is given among men,

whereby we must be saved.

The Spirit Himself helping our infirmities, and making intercession for us,

with groanings that cannot be uttered.

By the tender yearnings of the Father, the bloody wounds of the Son, the unutterable groanings of the Spirit, give ear, O Lord, be propitious, O Lord, O Lord, hearken and do;

defer not, for Thine own sake, O my God. For me, I forget not my sins,

they are ever before me;

I remember them in the bitterness of my soul; I am sorry for them;

I turn away and groan,
I have indignation and revenge
and wrath against myself.

I despise and buffet my own self,
that my penitence is not deeper, is not fuller,
I repent, O Lord, I repent,
Lord, help Thou mine impenitence.
And more, and still more,

pierce Thou, rend, crush my heart;
and remit, forgive, pardon

what things are grief to me, and offence of heart. Cleanse Thou me from secret faults,

keep back Thy servant also from presumptuous sins.

Magnify Thy mercies towards the chief of sinners ; and in due time, Lord, say to me,

Be of good cheer; thy sins are forgiven thee; My grace is sufficient for thee.

Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation. Why art thou so heavy, O my soul? and why art thou so disquieted within me? Return unto thy rest, O my soul,

for the Lord will deal bountifully with thee.

O Lord, rebuke me not in Thine indignation, neither chasten me in Thy displeasure. I said, I will confess my sins unto the Lord, and so Thou forgavest the wickedness of my sin. Lord, Thou knowest all my desire,