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5 Beholde, I was shapen in wyckednesse, & in synne hath my mother conceaued me.
6 But lo, thou requirest treuth in the inward partes, and shalt make me to vnderstonde wysdome secretly.
7 Thou shalt pourge me with Isope, and I shall be cleane: thou shalt wash me, & I shalbe whyter then snowe:
8 Thou shalt make me heare of ioye and gladnesse, that the bones whych thou hast broken, maye reioyse.
9 Turne thy face from my synnes, & put out all my mysdedes.
10 Make me a cleane hert (O God) and renue a ryght sprete wythin me.