All of us have become like one who is unclean,(A)
    and all our righteous(B) acts are like filthy rags;
we all shrivel up like a leaf,(C)
    and like the wind our sins sweep us away.(D)
No one(E) calls on your name(F)
    or strives to lay hold of you;
for you have hidden(G) your face from us
    and have given us over(H) to[a] our sins.

Yet you, Lord, are our Father.(I)
    We are the clay, you are the potter;(J)
    we are all the work of your hand.(K)
Do not be angry(L) beyond measure, Lord;
    do not remember our sins(M) forever.
Oh, look on us, we pray,
    for we are all your people.(N)
10 Your sacred cities(O) have become a wasteland;
    even Zion is a wasteland, Jerusalem a desolation.(P)
11 Our holy and glorious temple,(Q) where our ancestors praised you,
    has been burned with fire,
    and all that we treasured(R) lies in ruins.
12 After all this, Lord, will you hold yourself back?(S)
    Will you keep silent(T) and punish us beyond measure?

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 64:7 Septuagint, Syriac and Targum; Hebrew have made us melt because of

But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.

And there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee: for thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us, because of our iniquities.

But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.

Be not wroth very sore, O Lord, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.

10 Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.

11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.

12 Wilt thou refrain thyself for these things, O Lord? wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?

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