All Atoning End

I AM so overwhelmed with shame,
For evil I have done,
I hate the sound of my vile name,
O weak, unworthy son!

O'erwhelmed with grief and shame am I,
Dear God, I pray Thee send
Me some white deed in which to die;
An all atoning end.
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