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8 But now, Yahweh, you are our Father. We are the clay and you our potter. We all are the work of your hand.
9 Don’t be furious, Yahweh. Don’t remember iniquity forever. Look and see, we beg you, we are all your people.
10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness. Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.