Look mercyfully down O Lord <br />& wash us from our sinn <br />Cleanse us from wicked deeds without <br />from wicked thoughts within <br />Lord I Confess my many sinns <br />that I against thee doe <br />Each minute they're before my face <br />& wound my soul anew <br />So Great my god my ills have been <br />Gainst thee & onely thee <br />Thy Justice tho' I were Condemnd <br />would good & righteous bee <br />For att my birth I wickedness <br />Did with my breath suck in <br />But thou shalt teach me in thy ways <br />& keep me pure from sinn <br />Thoult me with hyssopp purge who am <br />all over soil's & stain's <br />Thou with thy sanctifiyng grace <br />shalt wash & make me clean <br />Thoult bless my days with peace no sound <br />But Joy shall reach mine ear <br />That where thy Justice wounded Lord <br />There Gladness may appear <br />Blott from thy thoughts past faults & from <br />The present turn thy face <br />O make my spirit right & good <br />Confirm my heart with grace <br />thy Presence & thy mercy lett <br />Me ever Ld possess <br />Me with the comfort of thy help <br />& with thy love still bless <br />Then shall the wicked know thy pow'r <br />& turn ym from theyr wayes <br />Deliver me from blood my god <br />& I will sing thy praise. <br />Unseal my lips & to ye Bad <br />I will thy mercy shew <br />For since thou lovest not sacrifice <br />Tis all that I can doo <br />A heart that is with sorrow pierct <br />My God thou wilt receive <br />this is ye sweetest offering <br />that we to thee can give <br />On Sion Graciously look down <br />Preserve us still we pray <br />& hearts upon thine altars Lord <br />Instead of beasts we'el Lay.<br /><br />Thomas Parnell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/51-psalm/
