Saint Symeon Prayer

From sullied lips, from an abominable heart, from an unclean tongue, out of a polluted soul, receive my prayer, O my Christ.

Reject me not, nor my words, nor my ways, nor even my shamelessness, but give me courage to say what I desire, my Christ.

And even more, teach me what to do and say.

I have sinned more than the harlot who, on learning where Thou wast lodging, bought myrrh, and dared to come and anoint thy feet, my Christ, my Lord and my God.

As Thou didst not repulse her when she drew near from her heart, neither, O Word, abominate me, but grant me Thy feet to clasp and kiss, and with a flood of tears as with most precious myrrh dare to anoint them.

Wash me with my tears and purify me with them, O Word.

Forgive my sins and grant me pardon.

Thou knowest the multitude of my evil-doings, thou knowest also my wounds, and Thou seest my bruises.

But also Thou knowest my faith, and Thou beholdest my willingness, And Thou hearest my sighs.

Nothing escapes Thee, my God, my Maker, my Redeemer, not even a tear-drop, nor part of a drop.