Miserere (Radio Edit) [Live]

"Miserere mei, Deus Secundum magnam misericordiam tuam. Et secundum multitudinem miserationem tuarum, Dele iniquitatem meam Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea Et a peccato meo munda me Quoniam iniquitatem meam ego cognosco Et peccatum meum contra me est semper Tibi soli peccavi Et malum coram te feci Ut justificeris in sermonibus tuis Et vincas cum judicaris Ecce enim in iniquitatibus conceptus sum Et in peccatis concepit me mater mea Ecce enim veritatem dilexisti Incerta et occulta sapientiae tuae manifestasti mihi Asperges me hyssopo, et mundabor Lavabis me, et super nivem dealbabor Auditui meo dabis gaudium et laetitiam Et exultabunt ossa humiliata Averte faciem tuam a peccatis meis Et omnes iniquitates meas dele Cor mundum crea in me, Deus Et spiritum rectum innova, in visceribus meis Ne proiecias me a facie tua Et spiritum sanctum tuum ne auferas a me Redde mihi laetitiam salutaris tui Et spiritu principali confirma me Docebo iniquos vias tuas Et impii ad te convertentur Libera me de sanquinibus, Deus Deus salutis meae Et exultabit lingua mea justitiam tuam Domine, labia mea aperies Et os meum annuntiabit laudem tuam Quoniam si voluisses sacrificium, dedissem utique Holocaustis non delectaberis Sacrificium Deo spiritus contribulatus Cor contritum, et humiliatum, Deus, non despicies Benigne fac, Domine, in bona voluntate tua Sion Ut aedificentur muri Jerusalem Tunc acceptabis sacrificium justitiae Oblationes et holocausta Tunc imponenet super altare tuum vitulos Have mercy upon me, O God After thy great goodness According to the multitude of thy mercies Do away mine offences Wash me throughly from my wickedness And cleanse me from my sin For I acknowledge my faults And my sin is ever before me Against thee only have I sinned And done this evil in thy sight That thou mightest be justified in thy saying And clear when thou shalt judge Behold, I was shapen in wickedness And in sin hath my mother conceived me But lo, thou requirest truth in the inward parts And shalt make me to understand wisdom secretly Thou shalt purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean Thou shalt wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow Thou shalt make me hear of joy and gladness That the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice Turn thy face from my sins And put out all my misdeeds Make me a clean heart, O God And renew a right spirit within me Cast me not away from thy presence And take not thy holy Spirit from me O give me the comfort of thy help again And stablish me with thy free Spirit Then shall I teach thy ways unto the wicked And sinners shall be converted unto thee Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God Thou that art the God of my health And my tongue shall sing of thy righteousness Thou shalt open my lips, O Lord And my mouth shall show thy praise For thou desirest no sacrifice, else would I give it thee But thou delightest not in burnt-offerings The sacrifice of God is a troubled spirit A broken and contrite heart, O God, shalt thou not despise O be favourable and gracious unto Sion Build thou the walls of Jerusalem Then shalt thou be pleased with the sacrifice of Righteousness, with the burnt-offerings and oblations Then shall they offer young bullocks upon thine altar "