7 Wilt thou cleanse me from sin with hyssop, That I may be pure? Wilt thou wash me, That I may be whiter, than snow?
8 Wilt thou cause me to hear joy and gladness? The bones thou hast crushed would exult.
9 Hide thy face from my sins,And, all mine iniquities, blot out;
10 A pure heart, create for me, O God, And, a steadfast spirit, renew within me.
11 Do not cast me away from thy presence, And, thy Holy Spirit, do not take from me:
12 Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation, And, with a willing spirit, wilt thou uphold me: