7-15 Soak me in your laundry and I’ll come out clean,
    scrub me and I’ll have a snow-white life.
Tune me in to foot-tapping songs,
    set these once-broken bones to dancing.
Don’t look too close for blemishes,
    give me a clean bill of health.
God, make a fresh start in me,
    shape a Genesis week from the chaos of my life.
Don’t throw me out with the trash,
    or fail to breathe holiness in me.
Bring me back from gray exile,
    put a fresh wind in my sails!
Give me a job teaching rebels your ways
    so the lost can find their way home.
Commute my death sentence, God, my salvation God,
    and I’ll sing anthems to your life-giving ways.
Unbutton my lips, dear God;
    I’ll let loose with your praise.

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Cleanse(A) me with hyssop,(B) and I will be clean;
    wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.(C)
Let me hear joy and gladness;(D)
    let the bones(E) you have crushed rejoice.
Hide your face from my sins(F)
    and blot out(G) all my iniquity.

10 Create in me a pure heart,(H) O God,
    and renew a steadfast spirit within me.(I)
11 Do not cast me(J) from your presence(K)
    or take your Holy Spirit(L) from me.
12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation(M)
    and grant me a willing spirit,(N) to sustain me.(O)

13 Then I will teach transgressors your ways,(P)
    so that sinners(Q) will turn back to you.(R)
14 Deliver me(S) from the guilt of bloodshed,(T) O God,
    you who are God my Savior,(U)
    and my tongue will sing of your righteousness.(V)
15 Open my lips, Lord,(W)
    and my mouth will declare your praise.

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