We have erred and strayed from thy beat like lost sheep
We have followed too much the intonations and tempi of our own hearts;
We have offended against thy dynamic markings;
We have left unsung those notes we ought to have sung
And we have sung those notes we ought not to have sung,
And there is no support in us.
But thou O Conductor, have mercy upon us miserable singers.
Succour the chorally challenged,
Restore thou them that need extra note-bashing,
Spare thou them that are without pencil,
Pardon our mistakes and have faith that hereafter we will follow thy
direction and sing together in perfect harmony.