A new and contrite heart create

In me, Thou God compassionate:

Shut close the gate, and keep the door,

That sin may enter in no more.

To Thee my soul I open wide,

Come, Jesu! and therein abide,

And from Thy temple, Lord, my heart,

Bid all unrighteousness depart.

Oh! let Thy Holy Spirit’s light,

And Thine own heavenly radiance bright,

O’erflow my spirit like a flood,

Eternal Source of every good!

Thus to my cleansed and contrite heart

Thy heavenly riches, Lord, impart;

And let Thy Wisdom, Truth, and Grace

Take root within the barren place.

Then shall I tell in grateful song

The praises that to Thee belong;

And while I live, my joy shall be

To consecrate myself to Thee.