Original and actual sin confessed. <br /> <br />Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin; <br />And born unholy and unclean; <br />Sprung from the man whose guilty fall <br />Corrupts the race, and taints us all. <br /> <br />Soon as we draw our infant breath, <br />The seeds of sin grow up for death; <br />Thy law demands a perfect heart, <br />But we're defiled in every part. <br /> <br />[Great God, create my heart anew, <br />And form my spirit pure and true; <br />O make me wise betimes to spy <br />My danger and my remedy.] <br /> <br />Behold, I fall before thy face; <br />My only refuge is thy grace: <br />No outward forms can make me clean <br />The leprosy lies deep within. <br /> <br />No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, <br />Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, <br />Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, <br />Can wash the dismal stain away. <br /> <br />Jesus, my God, thy blood alone <br />Hath power sufficient to atone; <br />Thy blood can make me white as snow <br />No Jewish types could cleanse me so. <br /> <br />While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, <br />Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; <br />Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice, <br />And make my broken bones rejoice.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psalm-51-part-2/
