Oh that I could repent
With all my idols part
And to thy gracious eye present
A humble, contrite heart
A heart with grief oppressed
For having grieved my God
A troubled heart that cannot rest
Till sprinkled with thy blood
With all my idols part
And to thy gracious eye present
A humble, contrite heart
A heart with grief oppressed
For having grieved my God
A troubled heart that cannot rest
Till sprinkled with thy blood
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