7 For behold I was conceived in iniquities; and in sins did my mother conceive me.8 For behold thou hast loved truth: the uncertain and hidden things of thy wisdom thou hast made manifest to me.9 Thou shalt sprinkle me with hyssop, and I shall be cleansed: thou shalt wash me, and I shall be made whiter than snow.10 To my hearing thou shalt give joy and gladness: and the bones that have been humbled shall rejoice.11 Turn away thy face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities.12 Create a clean heart in me, O God: and renew a right spirit within my bowels.