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- God be merciful to me,
on your grace I rest my plea.
Wipe, in your compassion great,
my transgression from your slate.
Wash me, make me pure within;
cleanse. O cleanse me from my sin.
- My transgression I confess;
grief and guilt my soul oppress.
I have sinned against your grace
and provoked you to your face.
I confess your judgment just;
speechless, I your mercy trust.
- I am evil, born in sin;
you delight in truth within.
You put wisdom in my heart;
good instruction you impart.
Make me pure, your grace bestow;
wash me whiter than the snow.
- Broken, humbled to the dust,
by your wrath and judgment just,
let my contrite heart rejoice,
and in gladness hear your voice.
From my sins O hide your face;
blot them out in boundless grace.
- Gracious God, my heart renew;
make my spirit right and true.
In your presence let me stay;
by your Spirit show the way.
Your salvation’s joy impart;
steadfast make my willing heart.
- So shall sinners be restored
and return to you, their Lord.
Saviour, all my guilt remove,
and my tongue shall sing your love;
touch my silent lips, O Lord,
and my mouth shall praise accord.
- Not the formal sacrifice
has acceptance in your eyes;
broken hearts are in your sight
more than sacrificial rite;
contrite spirit, pleading cries,
you, O God, will not despise.
- Prosper Zion in your grace,
and her broken walls replace;
then our righteous sacrifice
shall delight your holy eyes;
free-will off’rings, gladly made,
on your altar shall be laid.