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\c 51
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\d For the chief musician. A psalm of David; when Nathan the prophet came to him after he had slept with Bathsheba.
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\q
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\v 1 Have mercy on me, God, because of your covenant faithfulness;
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\q for the sake of the multitude of your merciful actions, blot out my transgressions.
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\q
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\v 2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity
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\q and cleanse me from my sin.
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\q
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\v 3 For I know my transgressions,
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\q and my sin is always before me.
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\q
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\v 4 Against you, you only, I have sinned
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\q and done what is evil in your sight;
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\q you are right when you speak;
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\q you are correct when you judge.
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\q
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\v 5 See, I was born in iniquity;
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\q as soon as my mother conceived me, I was in sin.
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\q
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\v 6 See, you desire trustworthiness in my heart;
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\q in my heart you will make me know wisdom.
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\q
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\v 7 Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean;
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\q wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
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\q
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\v 8 Make me hear joy and gladness
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\q so that the bones that you have broken may rejoice.
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\q
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\v 9 Hide your face from my sins
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\q and blot out all my iniquities.
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\q
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\v 10 Create in me a clean heart, God,
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\q and renew a right spirit within me.
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\q
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\v 11 Do not drive me away from your presence,
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\q and do not take your holy Spirit from me.
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\v 12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation,
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\q and sustain me with a willing spirit.
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\q
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\v 13 Then will I teach transgressors your ways,
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\q and sinners will be converted to you.
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\v 14 Forgive me for shedding blood, God of my salvation,
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\q and I will shout for the joy of your righteousness.
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\q
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\v 15 Lord, open my lips,
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\q and my mouth will express your praise.
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\q
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\v 16 For you do not delight in sacrifice, or I would give it;
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\q you have no pleasure in burnt offerings.
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\v 17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit.
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\q You, God, will not despise a broken and a contrite heart.
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\q
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\v 18 Do good in your good pleasure to Zion;
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\q rebuild the walls of Jerusalem.
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\q
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\v 19 Then will you delight in the sacrifices of righteousness,
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\q in burnt offerings and whole burnt offerings;
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\q then our people will offer bulls on your altar.
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