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my soul; save me for the sake of Your mercy. For there is no one in death who is mindful of You; and who shall confess to You in hell? I have labored in my groaning; I will wash my bed every night with my tears; I will water my bed with them. My eye is troubled by fury; I have grown old among all my enemies. Depart from me, all you who work iniquity, for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping. The Lord has heard my supplication; the Lord has received my prayer. Let all my enemies be ashamed and troubled exceedingly; let them be turned back and ashamed very quickly. Glory be.
Antiphon: ¶ Heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled and my soul is troubled exceedingly; but You, O Lord, turn and rescue my soul.

Blessed are those whose iniquities are forgiven, and whose sins are covered. Blessed is the man to whom the Lord has not imputed sin, and in whose spirit there is no guile. Because I was silent, my bones grew old, while I was crying out all day long. Because day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; I was turned in my misery while the thorn was fastened. I have made my sin known to You, and I have not hidden my injustice. I said I will confess against myself my injustice to the Lord; and You....