To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of
David when Nathan the prophet went to
him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba.
Have mercy upon me, O God,
According to Your
According to the multitude of
Your tender mercies,
Blot out my transgressions.
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity,
And cleanse me from my sin.
For I acknowledge my transgressions,
And my sin is always
Against You, You only, have I sinned,
And done this evil in
That You may be found just when
And blameless when You
Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity,
And in sin my mother conceived
Behold, You desire truth in the inward
And in the hidden part
You will make me to know wisdom.
Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be
Wash me, and I shall be whiter
Make me hear joy and gladness,
That the bones You have
broken may rejoice.
Hide Your face from my sins,
And blot out all my iniquities.
Create in me a clean heart, O God,
And renew a steadfast spirit
Do not cast me away from Your presence,
And do not take Your Holy
Spirit from me.
Restore to me the joy of Your salvation,
And uphold me by Your
Then I will teach transgressors
And sinners shall be converted
Deliver me from the guilt of bloodshed,
The God of my salvation,
And my tongue shall sing
aloud of Your righteousness.
O Lord, open my lips,
And my mouth shall show forth
For You do not desire sacrifice, or else
I would give it;
You do not delight in burnt
The sacrifices of God are a
A broken and a contrite heart—
These, O God, You will not
Do good in Your good pleasure to Zion;
Build the walls of Jerusalem.
Then You shall be pleased with the
sacrifices of righteousness,
With burnt offering and whole
Then they shall offer bulls on