| To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David when Nathan the prophet went to him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba. | |
| 1 | Have mercy upon me, O God, According to Your lovingkindness; According to the multitude of Your tender mercies, Blot out my transgressions. |
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Τίεγκαυχᾶενκακία,οδυνατός,ανομίανόληντὴνημέραν;
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| 2 | Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, And cleanse me from my sin. |
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αδικίανελογίσατοηγλῶσσάσου·ωσεὶξυρὸνηκονημένονεποίησαςδόλον.
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| 3 | For I acknowledge my transgressions, And my sin is always before me. |
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ηγάπησαςκακίανυπὲραγαθωσύνην,αδικίανυπὲρτὸλαλῆσαιδικαιοσύνην.διάψαλμα.
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| 4 | Against You, You only, have I sinned, And done this evil in Your sight— That You may be found just when You speak, And blameless when You judge. |
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ηγάπησαςπάντατὰρήματακαταποντισμοῦ,γλῶσσανδολίαν.
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| 5 | Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity, And in sin my mother conceived me. |
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διὰτοῦτοοθεὸςκαθελεῖσεειςτέλος·εκτίλαισεκαὶμεταναστεύσαισεαπὸσκηνώματοςκαὶτὸρίζωμάσουεκγῆςζώντων.διάψαλμα.
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| 6 | Behold, You desire truth in the inward parts, And in the hidden part You will make me to know wisdom. |
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καὶόψονταιδίκαιοικαὶφοβηθήσονταικαὶεπ᾿αυτὸνγελάσονταικαὶεροῦσιν
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| 7 | Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. |
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Ιδοὺάνθρωπος,ὸςουκέθετοτὸνθεὸνβοηθὸναυτοῦ,αλλ᾿επήλπισενεπὶτὸπλῆθοςτοῦπλούτουαυτοῦκαὶεδυναμώθηεπὶτῆματαιότητιαυτοῦ.
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| 8 | Make me hear joy and gladness, That the bones You have broken may rejoice. |
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εγὼδὲωσεὶελαίακατάκαρποςεντῶοίκωτοῦθεοῦ·ήλπισαεπὶτὸέλεοςτοῦθεοῦειςτὸναιῶνακαὶειςτὸναιῶνατοῦαιῶνος.
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| 9 | Hide Your face from my sins, And blot out all my iniquities. |
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εξομολογήσομαίσοιειςτὸναιῶνα,ότιεποίησας,καὶυπομενῶτὸόνομάσου,ότιχρηστὸνεναντίοντῶνοσίωνσου.
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| 10 | Create in me a clean heart, O God, And renew a steadfast spirit within me. |
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| 11 | Do not cast me away from Your presence, And do not take Your Holy Spirit from me. |
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| 12 | Restore to me the joy of Your salvation, And uphold me by Your generous Spirit. |
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| 13 | Then I will teach transgressors Your ways, And sinners shall be converted to You. |
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| 14 | Deliver me from the guilt of bloodshed, O God, The God of my salvation, And my tongue shall sing aloud of Your righteousness. |
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| 15 | O Lord, open my lips, And my mouth shall show forth Your praise. |
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| 16 | For You do not desire sacrifice, or else I would give it; You do not delight in burnt offering. |
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| 17 | The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit, A broken and a contrite heart— These, O God, You will not despise. |
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| 18 | Do good in Your good pleasure to Zion; Build the walls of Jerusalem. |
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| 19 | Then You shall be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness, With burnt offering and whole burnt offering; Then they shall offer bulls on Your altar. |
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