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Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin

Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns, with the Catechism, Confession of Faith, and Liturgy, of the Reformed Dutch Church in North America #P51b (1839)
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Lord I am vile, conceiv'd in sin

Hymnal: Spurgeon's Own Hymn Book #51b (2019)
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Lord I am vile conceiv'd in sin

Hymnal: The Delights of Harmony; or, Norfolk Compiler #60 (1805) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Languages: English
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Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin

Hymnal: Hymns and Chants #65 (1861) Languages: English
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Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #84 (1835)
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Original and actual Sin confessed

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #96b (1740) First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in Sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in Sin, And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the Man whose guilty Fall Corrupts the Race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our Infant-breath, The Seeds of Sin grow up for Death: Thy Law demands a perfect Heart, But we're defil'd in ev'ry Part. 3 [Great GOD, create my Heart a new, And form my Spirit pure and true; O make me wise betimes, to spy My Danger and my Remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy Face; My only Refuge is thy Grace: No outward Forms can make me clean, The Leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding Bird, nor bleeding Beast, Nor Hyssop-branch, nor sprinkling Priest, Nor running Brook, nor Flood, nor Sea, Can wash the dismal Stain away. 6 Jesus, my GOD, thy Blood alone Hath Pow'r sufficient to atone; Thy Blood can make me white as Snow, No Jewish Types could cleanse me so. 7 While Guilt disturbs and breaks my Peace, Nor Flesh nor Soul hath Rest nor Ease, Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning Voice, And make my broken Bones rejoice. Topics: Backsliding soul restored; Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Christ Our Hope; Confession of Sin, Repentance and Pardon; Distress relieved; Guilt of Conscience relieved; Pardon of original and actual sin; Repentance and Faith in the Blood of Chirst; Sabbath Sacrifice; Sin original and actual, confessed and pardoned; Spirit his teaching desired; Wickedness of Man Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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Original and actual sin confessed

Hymnal: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America #108 (1791) First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin; And born unholy and unclean: Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart; But we'er defil'd in ev'ry part. [3 Great God, create my heart a-new, And form my spirit pure and true: O make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace; No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath pow'r sufficient to atone; Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. Scripture: Psalm 51 Languages: English
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Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Hymns for the Reformed Church in the United States #133 (1874) Languages: English
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Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin

Author: Watts Hymnal: Hymns for Social Worship #155 (1840) Languages: English
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Original and actual Sin confessed

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #177 (1845) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin; And born unholy and unclean; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death; Thy law demands a perfect heart, But we're defil'd in every part. 3 [Great God, create my heart anew, And form my spirit pure and true; O make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold, I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace: No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to atone; Thy blood can make me white as snow, No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh, nor soul hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken bones rejoice. Topics: Holy Spirit Repentance Languages: English
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