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 | After thy loving kindness, Lord, Have mercy upon me: For Thy compassion great, blot out All mine iniquity. Behold, Thou in the inward parts With Truth delighted art: And wisdom Thou shalt make me know Within the hidden part. Do Thou with hyssop sprinkle me, I shall be cleansed so; Yea, wash Thou me, and then I shall Be whiter than the snow. Of gladness and of joyfulness Make me to hear the voice; That so these very bones which Thou Hast broken, may rejoice. |