O God, the God that saveth me,
Remove my guilty stains,
And I will sing Thy right­eous­ness
In grateful, joyous praise.

O Lord, now open Thou my lips,
Long closed by sin and shame;
My mouth shall show before the world
The glo­ry of Thy name.

No sacrifice dost Thou desire,
Else would I give it Thee;
Nor with appointed offerings
Wilt Thou delighted be.

A broken spirit is to God
A pleasing sacrifice;
A broken and a contrite heart
Thou, Lord, will not despise.

Do good to Zion in Thy grace,
Her ruined walls restore;
Then sacrifice of right­eous­ness
Shall please Thee as of yore.

Thy people then, with willing hands
And hearts that Thou hast blest,
Shall bring in thankful sacrifice
Their choicest gifts and best.