Have mercy, Lord, according to
the measure of your love;
blot out my sin, and from my heart
all sin and guilt remove.
The failings of my deeds and thoughts
are ever in my sight;
release me from the path of death,
and set my course aright.
Into my secret heart send truth,
let wisdom in me grow;
O wash the evil from my hands,
and make me pure as snow.
A clean and upright heart, O Lord,
exchange for mine of stone;
your Holy Spirit meld with mine,
and leave me not alone.
A contrite heart is your desire,
my offering, the same;
my lips unlatch, my mouth engage
your praises to proclaim.