PASTOR: O Lord, no day of my life has passed that has not proved
me guilty in your sight. Prayers have been uttered from a prayerless heart
and praise has been a praiseless sound. My best services are filthy rags.
PEOPLE: I flee from the throne of perfect justice to your throne of
boundless grace, grant me to hear your voice assuring me: that by your stripes
I am healed, that you were bruised for my iniqui-ties, that you have been made
sin for me, so that I would be righteous in you, that my grievous and manifold
sins are all for-given, buried in the ocean of your cleansing blood.
ALL: I am guilty, but pardoned, lost, but saved, wandering, but found,
sinful, but cleansed. Our only hope is in Christ, and in his name we pray. Amen.