1 For the end, a Psalm of David, 2 when Nathan the prophet came to him, when he had gone in to Bathsheba. 3 Have mercy upon me, God, according to your great mercy; and according to the multitude of your compassions blot out my transgression.⁠a 4 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. 5 For I am conscious of my iniquity; and my sin is continually before me. 6 Against you only have I sinned, and done evil before you: that you might be justified in your sayings, and might overcome when you are judged. 7 For, look, I was conceived in iniquities, and in sins did my mother conceive me. 8 For, look, you love truth: you have manifested to me the secret and hidden things of your wisdom. 9 You shall sprinkle me with hyssop, and I shall be purified: you shall wash me, and I shall be made whiter than snow. 10 You shall cause me to hear gladness and joy: the afflicted bones shall rejoice. 11 Turn away your face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities. 12 Create in me a clean heart, God; and renew a right spirit in my inward parts. 13 Do not cast me away from your presence; and do not remove your holy Spirit from me. 14 Restore to me the joy of your salvation: establish me with your directing Spirit. 15 Then I will teach transgressors your ways; and ungodly men shall turn to you. 16 Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, God, the God of my salvation: and my tongue shall joyfully declare your righteousness. 17 Lord, you shall open my lips; and my mouth shall declare your praise. 18 For if you desired sacrifice, I would have given it: you will not take pleasure in whole burnt offerings. 19 Sacrifice to God is a broken spirit: a broken and humbled heart God will not despise. 20 Do good, Lord, to Zion in your good pleasure; and let the walls of Jerusalem be built. 21 Then you will be pleased with a sacrifice of righteousness, offering, and whole burnt sacrifices: then they will offer calves upon your altar.