MSTC(i)
9 Be not too sore displeased, O LORD, and keep not our offenses too long in thy remembrance: but consider that we all are thy people.
10 The cities of thy Sanctuary lie waste: Zion is a wilderness, and Jerusalem a desert.
11 Our holy house which is our beauty, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt up: yea, all our commodities and pleasures are wasted away.
12 Wilt thou not be intreated, LORD, for all this? Wilt thou hold thy peace, and scourge us so sore?