Classic Poem

O Lord, how could I look toward Thee?
When I behold my deeds, I feel ashamed to look toward Thee.

Thou art merciful, by thy mercy Thou hast forgiven me all.
But I thankless, in my thanklessness remembered not Thy Name.

Thou art pitiful, for thy pity Thou hast had pity on me.
I perverse in my perversity of Thy mercy took no thought.
Thou art Providence and by Thy Providence Thou hast sustained Mehar.
I am foolish and in my folly I never put my trust in Thee.