Have mercy on me, O God

For You are infinitely merciful

And You give your Love to the deserving and undeserving alike.

The sinner you mercifully chastise, because of Your Love for him,

And the righteous you firmly establish in wisdom and understanding.

Therefore, let the righteous continue praising You,

For You keep them, since they have kept Your ways and made them their ways.

Thus, through Your Spirit, the righteous shall rejoice, singing in Your Glory, forever.

But as for me, I have sinned against You, my Lord and God.

In my heart I have blasphemed Your Son, Jesus, my salvation, and Your Spirit, who is my strength and my protection.

So knowing this, I beg You, my God, do not take Your life from me.

Do not give me up as You did with Pharaoh,

Nor allow my hope to fail as with Judas.

For Your Love is more desirable than any of man's pursuits,

And Your Light is more brilliant than the Sun's.

For in Your Love I am united with all of Your creation,

And in Your Light is revealed the true face of every man,

And the true beauty in all of Your creation.

My Christ, though my spirit is downcast within me,

And my mind approaches despair,

I come to you with abundant hope.

For You deigned, through the obedience of the Virgin Mother of God, Mary the Theotokos, to become man,

To take on and assume our full human nature and fallen condition,

And to die by crucifixion unto resurrection for our sakes.

For it is by participating in Your Sacraments,

Through Baptism and partaking of Your most precious and life-giving Body and Blood,

That we are restored to true life and reunited with the blessed Trinity eternally.

By virtue of these things, I see that You did not abandon the sinners before me who trusted in You,

But You granted Repentance to St. Mary of Egypt, the harlot;

Sanity to St. Mary Magdalene, who was possessed by 7 demons;

Health to the paralytic by the Pool of Bethesda;

Sight to the blind beggar who washed in the Pool of Siloam;

Your Fellowship to St. Zacchaeus, the tax collector;

Faith to St. Genesius, who mocked You and Your Church;

And salvation to St. Dismas, the thief on the cross.

Therefore, grant me, likewise, Repentance from my evil deeds,

Sanity to my irrational mind,

Health to my paralyzed soul and sickly body,

Sight to my blinded nous,

Your Fellowship in the desolate house of my lonely spirit,

Faith to my doubtful, darkened heart,

And Salvation upon my passing from this life.

Even though my sin exceeds the sin of all men,

I do not despair over my salvation, knowing the boundless breadth of Your compassion

And the limitless depth of Your Wisdom.

For these qualities of Yours, I know that You shall not be overcome by my stubbornness,

Nor will You forsake me because of my grievously wicked heart.

No, I am, rather, reassured that You are with me

And will not give me up to the gaping mouth of Gahenna,

Which threatens to swallow me whole,

Until You have raised me up to all the splendor and majesty of Your Kingdom,

Where Your reign is eternal, and over all the ages that have been and are yet to be,

In the Name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, One God. Amen.

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