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388. Herre, jeg har handlet ilde!

1 Herre, jeg har handlet ilde!
Syndens Magt blev mig for stor,
Veien jeg ei vander vilde,
Den du viser i dit Ord;
Og–hvor findes nu den Hule,
Hvor min Skam jeg kunde skjule?

2 Jeg kan mig for dig ei vare,
Du i Veien altid staar,
Vil jeg høit til Himmels fare,
Eller ned i Afgrund gaar,
Fløi jeg end til Verdens Ender,
Du er, hvor jeg mig henvender.

3 Jeg har syndet mod dig, Herre,
Syndet har jeg al min Dag,
Jeg gik frem fra Ondt til Verre,
Glemte dort min Sjæle-Sag;
Derfor nu jeg for din Vrede
Skjælve maa af Angst og græde.

4 O min Gud! om nogen kunde
Se og tælle Havets Sand,
Dog formaar han ingenlunde
Al min Synd og Uforstand
Og min Ondskab med sin Tale
Ret til Fulde af afmale.

5 Græder, mine Øine, græder,
Hjerte, dine Kilder bryd,
Flømmer over hine Steder,
Som har seet min Udyd!
Al min Graad, jeg Støv og Aske,
Kan dog ei min Synd afvaske.

6 Men, o Jesu, dine Vunder,
Ja, en Draabe af dit Blod
Gjøre kan det Naadens Under,
At min Skade vorder god;
Derfor hen til dig jeg haster,
Mig for dine Fødder kaster.

7 Al den Skyld, du hos mig finder,
Sænk den ned i Miskunds Sø,
To mig reen af mine Synder,
Gjør dem som den hvide Sne!
Lad din gode Aand mig drive,
At jeg fast ved dig maa blive!

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First Line: Herre, jeg har handlet ilde!
Author: J. Franck
Translator: Aegidius
Translator: Landstad
Language: Norwegian
Publication Date: 1897
Topic: Almindelig Bededag: Til Ottesang og Høimesse; Ordinary Prayer Day: High Mass; Omvendelsen (5 more...)
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