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MOF PSA Chapter 51

PSA 51 ©

For the Choirmaster’s collection. A song of David, when the prophet Nathan came to him, after he had visited Bathsheba.

51O God, as thou art kind, have mercy on me,

in thy vast pity wipe out my offences,

2wash me from every stain of guilt,

and purge me from my sin.


3Well do I know my offences;

my sin is never out of mind.

4It is against thee I have sinned,

I have done evil in thy sight.

Yes, thou art just in thy charge,

and justified in thy sentence.

5Ah! ’twas in guilt that I was born,

’twas in sin that my mother conceived me.

6’Tis inward truth that thou desirest,

grant me then wisdom in my secret heart.

7Purge me clean with marjoram,

wash me whiter than snow;

8fill me with gladness and rejoicing,

that the life thou hast crushed may thrill with joy;

9hide thy face from my sins,

and wipe out my guilt;

10make me a clean heart, O God,

and put a new, steadfast spirit in me;

11banish me not from thy presence,

deprive me not of thy sacred spirit,

12gladden me with thy saving aid again,

and give me a willing spirit as my strength,

13that I may teach offenders how thou dealest,

till sinful men turn back to thee.


14O God my saviour, save me from mortal sin,

and my tongue shall praise thy faithfulness aloud.

15O thou Eternal, open thou my lips,

till my mouth makes thy praises known.

16Thou carest not for sacrifice,

thou wouldst not have burnt offerings from me;

17God’s sacrifice is a soul with its evil crused:

a heart broken with penitence never wilt thou despise.


18Grant happiness to Sion

by building up Jerusalem’s walls again;

19then wilt thou welcome the due sacrifices,

and on thine altar bullocks shall be slain.

PSA 51 ©

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