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With sins forgiven and clinging to the joy of salvation, we ask God to help us lead a holy life.

BibleGateway: Psalm 51:7-12

ESV Text: Psalm 51:7-12


KJV Text:

The section starts at about 0:45 and ends at about 1:26

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     7 Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. 8 Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice. 9 Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities. 10 Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me. 11 Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not thy holy spirit from me. 12 Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit.(KJV)


Hymn: TLH 144:
Jesus, Grant that Balm and Hearing

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1. Jesus, grant that balm and healing 
In Thy holy wounds I find, 
Every hour that I am feeling 
Pains of body and of mind. 
Should some evil thought within 
Tempt my treacherous heart to sin, 
Show the peril, and from sinning 
Keep me ere its first beginning. 

2. Should some lust or sharp temptation 
Prove too strong for flesh and blood, 
Let me think upon Thy Passion, 
And the breach is soon made good. 
Or should Satan press me hard, 
Let me then be on my guard, 
Saying, “Christ for me was wounded,” 
That the Tempter flee confounded. 

3. If the world my heart entices 
On the broad and easy road 
With its mirth and luring voices, 
Let me think upon the load 
Thou didst carry and endure 
That I flee all thoughts impure, 
Banishing each wild emotion, 
Calm and blest in my devotion. 

4. Every wound that pains or grieves me, 
By Thy stripes, Lord is made whole; 
When I’m faint, Thy Cross revives me, 
Granting new life to my soul. 
Yea, Thy comfort renders sweet 
Every bitter cup I meet; 
For Thy all-atoning Passion 
Has procured my soul’s salvation. 

5. O my God, my Rock and Tower, 
Grant that in Thy death I trust, 
Knowing Death has lost his power 
Since Thou trod’st him in the dust. 
Savior, let Thine agony 
Ever help and comfort me; 
When I die, be my Protection, 
Light and Life and Resurrection.