Toplady, 77.77.77. [F]
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1 God, be merciful to me;
On Thy grace I rest my plea;
In Thy vast, abounding grace,
My transgressions all erase.
2 Wash me wholly from my sin;
Cleanse from every ill within.
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3 For my sins before me rise,
Every present to my eyes.
4 I have sinned 'gainst Thee alone,
In Thy sight this evil done;
That Thy judgment may be clear,
And Thy sentence just appear.
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5 Lo, brought forth was I in sin;
When conceived I was unclean.
6 Lo, Thou dost desire to find
Truth sincere within the mind;
And Thou wilt within my heart
Wisdom unto me impart.
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7 Then with hysop sprinkle me,
And from sin I clean shall be.
Wash me from its stain, and, lo,
I shall whiter be than snow.
8 Make me hear joy's cheering voice;
Make my broken bones rejoice.
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