These are the songs we will sing during our upcoming worship services, Lord willing.
The tunes page has many additional tunes to which these psalms may be sung.
You can find this information on the web at http://sgbctopeka.org/psalms.
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David, when Nathan the prophet came unto him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba.
1 Have mercy upon me, O God,
in thy lovingkindness:
in multitude of thy mercies
blot out my trespasses.
2 From mine iniquity do thou
wash me most perfectly,
and also from this sin of mine
do thou me purify.
3 Because of my transgressions
myself do take notice,
and sin that I committed have
before me ever is.
4 ‘Gainst thee, thee only have I sinn’d,
this ill done thee before:
when thou speak’st just thou art, and clear
when thou dost judge therefore.
5 Behold, how in iniquity
I did my shape receive:
also my mother that me bare
in sin did me conceive.
6 Behold, thou dost desire the truth
within the inward part:
and thou shalt make me wisdom know
in secret of my heart.
7 With hyssop do me purify,
I shall be cleansed so:
do thou me wash, and then I shall
be whiter than the snow.
8 Of joy and of gladness do thou
make me to hear the voice:
that so the bones which thou hast broke
may cheerfully rejoice.
9 From the beholding of my sin
hide thou away thy face:
also all mine iniquities
do utterly deface.
10 A clean heart, Lord, in me create,
also a spirit right
11 in me renew. O cast not me
away out of thy sight;
nor from me take thy holy sp’rit.
12 Restore the joy to me
of thy salvation, and uphold
me with thy spirit free.
13 Then will I teach thy ways to those
that work iniquity:
and by this means shall sinners be
converted unto thee.
14 O God, God of my health, set me
free from blood guiltiness,
and so my tongue shall joyfully
sing of thy righteousness.
15 O Lord my stay, let thou my lips
by thee be opened,
and by my mouth thy praises shall
be openly showed.
16 For thou desir’st not sacrifice,
it would I freely bring:
neither dost thou contentment take
in a whole burnt off’ring.
17 The sacrifices of the Lord
they are a broken sp’rit:
God, thou wilt not despise a heart
that’s broken, and contrite.
18 In thy good pleasure O do thou
do good to Zion hill:
the walls of thy Jerusalem
O do thou build up still.
19 The sacrifice of justice shall
please thee, with burnt off’ring,
and whole burnt off’ring; then they shall
calves to thine altar bring.