A broken heart, my God, my King,
is all the sacrifice I bring;
the God of grace will ne’er despise
a broken heart for sacrifice.

Psalm 51 Poetry Part III
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A broken heart, my God, my King,
is all the sacrifice I bring;
the God of grace will ne’er despise
a broken heart for sacrifice.
LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin,
And born unholy and unclean;
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall
Corrupts his race, and taints us all.