Isaiah 64:8-12 And now, O Lord, You are our Father, and we are clay, all of us the work of Your hands.

CAB⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁸ And now, O Lord, You are our Father, and we are clay, all of us the work of Your hands. ⁹ Be not very angry with us, and remember not our sins forever; but now look on us, for we are all Your people. ¹⁰ The city of Your holiness has become desolate, Zion has become as a wilderness, Jerusalem a curse. ¹¹ The house, our sanctuary, and the glory which our fathers blessed, has been burned with fire; and all our glorious things have gone to ruin. ¹² And for all these things You, O Lord, have withheld Yourself, and have been silent, and have brought us very low.