Isaac Watts

Psalm 51 part 2

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v.14-17
C. M.
Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ.

O God of mercy, hear my call,
My loads of guilt remove;
Break down this separating wall,
That bars me from my love.

Give me the presence of thy grace,
Then my rejoicing tongue
Shall speak aloud thy righteousness,
And make thy praise my song.

No blood of goats nor heifers slain,
For sin could e'er atone;
The death of Christ shall still remain
Sufficient and alone.

A soul oppressed with sin's desert,
My God will ne'er despise;
A humble groan, a broken heart,
Is our best sacrifice.

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