Deliver me from death, O God, and my tongue shall sing of your righteousness,
O God of my salvation.
Open my lips, O Lord, and my mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Had you desired it, I would have offered sacrifice, but you take no delight in burnt offerings.
The sacrifice of God is a troubled spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.
Be favorable and gracious to Zion, and rebuild the walls of Jerusalem.
Then you will be pleased with the appointed sacrifices, with burnt offerings and oblations; then shall they offer young bullocks upon your altar.