Have mercy , God in your kindness.
In your compassion blot out my offence.
We make mistakes, question our fitness.
We worry , feel tense.

But it’s no great thing.
We can move on.
Did many notice.
It’s not such a painful sting.
Nor the ruin of our life’s opus.

And perhaps we were right.
Our critics wrong.
Even if the decision was tight.
We were true to our own song.

But if all else fails.
We can cling to mercy’s tails.

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Dear God have mercy
In your kindness to us all
Blot out our offence

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Psalm 50