Help us, God our savior,
on account of the glory of your name.
Deliver us, pardon our sins
for your name’s sake.
Do not be so confident of forgiveness
that you add sin upon sin.
From St. Faustina’s diary, Notebook I, 388
Come now, let us set things right,
says the LORD:
Though your sins be like scarlet,
they may become white as snow;
Though they be red like crimson,
they may become white as wool.