51 (5)	Psalm 51 Version 5 (from v 9)	LM
	O THOU Who hears when sinners cry,    Though all my sins before Thee lie, Hide not Thy gracious face from me, Blot out all my iniquity.
2	Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin; Let Thy blest Spirit ne’er depart, Nor hide Thy presence from my heart.
3	A broken spirit, O my King, Is all the offering that I bring; Thou, Saviour God, will ne’er despise A contrite heart as sacrifice.
4	My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns Thy righteous sentence just; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemned to die.
5	Then will I teach the world Thy ways; Sinners shall learn Thy sovereign grace; I’ll lead them to my Saviour’s blood, And they shall praise a pardoning God.
6	O may Thy love inspire my tongue; Salvation shall be all my song; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness.
	Isaac Watts, 1674-1748