Hidden O Lord are my most horrid sinsF. PilkingtonHidden, O Lord, are my most horrid sins.Unto the world though open plain to thee:He never betters that no time begins,Corruption killeth all good thought in me.
← LibraryF. Pilkington · songHidden O Lord are my most horrid sinslyrics: William Leighton, SirAudio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongHidden O Lord are my most horrid sinslyrics: William Leighton, SirHiddenhˈɪdən,OˈəʊLordlˈɔːd,areə(ɹ)mymˈaɪmostmˈəʊsthorridhˈɒɹɪdsinssˈɪnz.Untoˈʌntʊtheðəworldwˈɜːldthoughðˈəʊopenˈəʊpənplainplˈeɪntotˈuːtheeðˈiː:Heˈhiːnevernˈɛvɐbettersbˈɛtəzthatðˈætnonəʊtimetˈaɪmbeginsbɪɡˈɪnz,Corruptionkəɹˈʌpʃənkillethkɪlallˈɔːlgoodɡˈʊdthoughtθˈɔːtinˈɪnmemˈiː.