if my step has turned out of the way, if my heart walked after my eyes, if any defilement has stuck to my hands,

Have mercy on me, God, according to your loving kindness. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, blot out my transgressions.

Hide your face from my sins, and blot out all of my iniquities.

He who corrects a mocker invites insult. He who reproves a wicked man invites abuse.

I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, your transgressions, and, as a cloud, your sins. Return to me, for I have redeemed you.

"Repent therefore, and turn again, that your sins may be blotted out, so that there may come times of refreshing from the presence of the Lord,

wiping out the handwriting in ordinances which was against us; and he has taken it out of the way, nailing it to the cross;