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near Thy altar, after so many treasons against Thee. Alas! what shall I now do, O Lord! what shall I say? With the humble publican, I will strike my breast, and cry unto Thee: O God! be merciful to me, a sinner.
My sins exceed in number the hairs of my head, and the sands of the sea. But Thy mercies are still greater in number than my sins. O ocean of mercy! have compassion on me, a poor miserable sinner, and make me, now at least, a true penitent.
Have mercy on me, O God! according to Thy great
