Excerpt from Selections From Hymns New and Old Wash me, and 1 shat! Be whiter than snow - Psalm 51: 7. H. S. Perkins. Blessed be the dear Son of God: On ly by His stripes we are healed. Grievous were the sorrows He bore, but He suffered not thus in vain. Crimson do my sins seem to me - Wa-ter can-not wash them away. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.