| 1 | For the director of music. A psalm of David. When the prophet Nathan came to him after David had committed adultery with Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, O God, according to your unfailing love; according to your great compassion blot out my transgressions. | |
| 2 | Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin. | |
| 3 | For I know my transgressions, and my sin is always before me. | |
| 4 | Against you, you only, have I sinned and done what is evil in your sight, so that you are proved right when you speak and justified when you judge. | |
| 5 | Surely I was sinful at birth, sinful from the time my mother conceived me. | |
| 6 | Surely you desire truth in the inner parts; you teach me wisdom in the inmost place. | |
| 7 | Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. | |
| 8 | Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones you have crushed rejoice. | |
| 9 | Hide your face from my sins and blot out all my iniquity. | |
| 10 | Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. | |
| 11 | Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me. | |
| 12 | Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me. | |
| 13 | Then I will teach transgressors your ways, and sinners will turn back to you. | |
| 14 | Save me from bloodguilt, O God, the God who saves me, and my tongue will sing of your righteousness. | |
| 15 | O Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will declare your praise. | |
| 16 | You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it; you do not take pleasure in burnt offerings. | |
| 17 | The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise. | |
| 18 | In your good pleasure make Zion prosper; build up the walls of Jerusalem. | |
| 19 | Then there will be righteous sacrifices, whole burnt offerings to delight you; then bulls will be offered on your altar. | |