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8 But now, O LORD, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You are the potter; we are all the work of Your hand.
9 Do not be angry, O LORD, beyond measure; do not remember our iniquity forever. Oh, look upon us, we pray; we are all Your people!
10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness. Zion has become a wasteland and Jerusalem a desolation.