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PSALM 51, by                    
First Line: Good god, unlock thy magazines
Last Line: With many a sacrificed beast.


GOOD God, unlock thy magazines
Of mercy, and forgive my sins.

Oh, wash and purify the foul
Pollution of my sin-stain'd soul.

For I confess my faults, that lie
In horrid shapes before mine eye.

Against Thee only and alone,
In Thy sight, was this evil done,
That all men might Thy justice see
When Thou art judg'd for judging me.

Even from my birth I did begin
With mother's milk to suck in sin.

But Thou lov'st truth, and shalt impart
Thy secret wisdom to my heart.

Thou shalt with hyssop purge me, so
Shall I seem white as Alpine snow.

Thou shalt send joyful news, and then
My broken bones grow firm again.

Let not Thine eyes my sins survey;
But cast those cancell'd debts away.

Oh, make my cleans'd heart a pure cell,
Where a renewed spirit may dwell.

Cast me not from Thy sight, nor chase
Away from me Thy spirit of grace.

Send me Thy saving health again,
And with Thy Spirit those joys maintain.

Then will I teach Thy ways, and draw
Converted sinners to Thy law.

Oh God, my God of health, unseal
My blood-shut lips, and I'll reveal
What mercies in Thy justice dwell,
And with loud voice Thy praises tell.

Could sacrifice have purg'd my vice,
Lord, I had brought Thee sacrifice;
But though burnt offerings are refus'd,
Thou shalt accept the heart that's bruis'd:
The humbled soul, the spirit oppress'd,
Lord, such oblations please Thee best.

Bless Sion, Lord! repair with pity
The ruins of Thy Holy City.

Then will we holy vows present Thee,
And peace-offerings that content Thee;
And then Thine Altars shall be press'd
With many a sacrificed beast.





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