John Dowland - O Lord consider my distress - текст песни (слова)

O Lord, consider my distress 
 And now with speed some pity take;
 My sins deface, my faults redress, 
 Good Lord, for thy great mercies' sake.
 
 Wash me, O Lord and make me clean 
 From this unjust and sinful act;
 And purify yet once again 
 My heinous cime and bloody fact.