7 Do thou with hyssop sprinkle me,I shall be cleansed so;Yea, wash thou me, and then I shallbe whiter than the snow.
8 Of gladness and of joyfulnessmake me to hear the voice;That so these very bones which thouhast broken may rejoice.
9 All mine iniquities blot out,thy face hide from my sin.
10 Create a clean heart, Lord, renewa right sp'rit me within.
11 Cast me not from thy sight, nor takethy 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 untothose that transgressors be;And those that sinners are shall thenbe turned unto thee.