Hymnal & Psalter

1 After thy loving-kindness, Lord, have mercy upon me: For thy compassions great, blot out all mine iniquity. 2 Me cleanse from sin, and throughly wash from mine iniquity: 3 For my transgressions I confess; my sin I ever see. 4 'Gainst thee, thee only, have I sinned, in thy sight done this ill; That when thou speak'st thou may'st be just, and clear in judging still. 5 Behold, I in iniquity was formed the womb within; My mother also me conceived in guiltiness and sin. 6 Behold, thou in the inward parts with truth delighted art; And wisdom thou shalt make me know within the hidden part. 7 Do thou with hyssop sprinkle me, I shall be cleansèd so; Yea, wash thou me, and then I shall be whiter than the snow. 8 Of gladness and of joyfulness make me to hear the voice; That so these very bones which thou hast broken may rejoice. 9 All mine iniquities blot out, thy face hide from my sin. 10 Create a clean heart, Lord, renew a right sp'rit me within. 11 Cast me not from thy sight, nor take thy Holy Sp'rit away. 12 Restore me thy salvation's joy; with thy free Sp'rit me stay. 13 Then will I teach thy ways unto those that transgressors be; And those that sinners are shall then be turnèd unto thee. 14 O God, of my salvation God, me from blood-guiltiness Set free; then shall my tongue aloud sing of thy righteousness. 15 My closèd lips, O Lord, by thee let them be openèd; Then shall thy praises by my mouth abroad be publishèd. 16 For thou desir'st not sacrifice, else would I give it thee; Nor wilt thou with burnt-offering at all delighted be. 17 A broken spirit is to God a pleasing sacrifice: A broken and a contrite heart, Lord, thou wilt not despise. 18 Show kindness, and do good, O Lord, to Zion, thine own hill: The walls of thy Jerusalem build up of thy good will. 19 Then righteous off'rings shall thee please, and off'rings burnt, which they With whole burnt-off'rings, and with calves, shall on thine altar lay.