Jars Of Clay

God, be mercyful to me on Thy grace I rest my plea
Plenteous in compassion Thou
Blot out my transgressions now
Wash me, make pure within
Cleanse, oh, cleanse me from my sin
My transgressions I confess
Grief and guilt my soul opress
I have sinned against Thy grace
And provoke Thee to Thy face
I confess thy judgement just
Speechless, I, Thy mercy trust
I am evil, born in sin
Thou desirest truth within
Thou alone my Saviour art
Teach Thy wisdom to my heart.
Make me pure, Thy grace bestow
Wash me whiter than the snow
Gracious God, my heart renew
Make my spirit right and true
Thy salvation's joy impart
Steadfast make my willing heart
Broken, humbled to the dust
By Thy wrath and judgement just
Let my contrite heart rejoice
And in gladness hear Thy voice
From my sins, oh, hide thy face
Blot them out in boundless grace.