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97. O God, to me let Mercy flow

1. O God, to me let Mercy flow,
For thou delight'st in Acts of Grace;
Thy many tender Mercies show.
And all my Trespasses erase.
2. Me throughly wash from all my Stains;
And from my Guilt me purify.
2. I own my Fault; my Sin remains,
With piercing Grief, before mine Eye.

4. I've sin'd against Thee, Thee alone,
And done this Evil in thy Sight;
Thy Sentence, Lord, is just, I own,
Thy heavy'st Judgments would be right.
5. I'm born defil'd, in ev'ry Part;
My Mother me conceiv'd in Sin.
6. Thou, Lord, desirest Truth of Heart;
O make me Wisdom know within.

7. With sprinkling Hysop purge my Soul,
Then shall I pure, and spotless, grow;
O wash away my Stains, most foul,
I then shall whiter be than Snow.
8. Let me, with Joy, hear thy kind Word;
So shall the Bones thou'st broken shout.
9. Hide from my Sins thy Face, O Lord;
And all my many Crimes blot out.

Second Part

10. Create, O God, in me clean Heart;
My Spirit right, within me, make.
11. Drive me not from thy Face apart;
Nor thy good Spirit from me take.
12 Salvation's Joy, to me, renew;
With thy free Spirit me sustain.
13. Transgressors then, thy Ways, I'll shew;
And they shall turn to God again.

14. Deliver me from Guilt of Blood,
O God, thou my Salvation's God;
My joyful Tongue shall then sing loud.
And spread thy gracious Acts abroad.
15. O Lord, my closed Lips inspire;
Then shall my Mouth thy Praises sing.
16. No Sacrifice, tho' burnt with Fire,
Could please; or else I would it bring.

17. A broken Spirit, in God's Sight,
Is the most pleasing Sacrifice;
An Heart that's broken, and contrite,
O God, thou never wilt despise.
18. Be Zion's Sons with Goodness fill'd,
In thy good Pleasure succour them;
Defend thy Church, and firmly build
The Walls of thy Jerusalem.

19. Then shalt thou, with right Sacrifice,
Be pleased, while Saints shall Thee invoke;
Then, from burnt Offerings, Steams shall rise,
And Bullocks on thine Altars smoke.

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First Line: O God, to me let Mercy flow
Language: English
Publication Date: 1752
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