Now are the days of humblest pray’r,
When consciences to God He bare
And mercy most delights to spare.
And mercy most delights to spare.
Oh, hearken when we cry,
Chastise us with Thy fear,
Yet, Father in the multitude of Thy compassions, hear.

Oh, happy time of blessed tears,
Of surer hopes, of chast’ing fears,
Undoing all our evil years.
Undoing all our evil years.
Oh, hearken when we cry,
Chastise us with Thy fear,
Yet, Father in the multitude of Thy compassions, hear.

Full long in sin's dark ways we went,
yet now our steps are heav'nward bent,
and grace is plentiful in Lent.
and grace is plentiful in Lent.
Oh, hearken when we cry,
Chastise us with Thy fear,
Yet, Father in the multitude of Thy compassions, hear.

The feast of penance! Oh so bright,
With true conversion's heav’nly light,
Like sunrise after stormy night!
Like sunrise after stormy night
Oh, hearken when we cry,
Chastise us with Thy fear,
Yet, Father in the multitude of Thy compassions, hear.