O Hide Me In Thy Love, Secure From This Earth-Clinging Meanness. Lave My Uncleanness In Thy Compassionating Love! Bury This Treachery As Deep As Mercy Is Enrooted. My Days Ill-Fruited Shake Till The Shrivelled Burden Fall. Put By Those Righteous Arrows, Lord, Put Even Thy Justice By Thee; So I Come Nigh Thee As Came The Magdalen To Thy Feet. And Like A Heavy Stone That's Cast In A Pool, On Thee I Throw Me, And Feel O'Erflow Me Ripples Of Pity, Deep Waves Of Love.