Isaiah 64

64 ¹ Oh, that you would tear open the heavens and come down, that the mountains would quake at your presence— ² as fire sets brushwood ablaze and causes water to boil—to make your name known to your adversaries, so that the nations would tremble at your presence! ³ When you did awesome things that we did not expect, you came down, and the mountains quaked at your presence. ⁴ Since ancient times, no one has heard or perceived by ear, no eye has seen any besides you, who acts for the one who waits for him. ⁵ You welcome those who gladly do what is right, who remember you as they walk in your ways. But you were angry, and we sinned; we have long been in our sins—can we be saved? ⁶ We have all become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous deeds are like a filthy garment. We all wither like a leaf, and our sins, like the wind, sweep us away. ⁷ There is no one who calls on your name, who rouses himself to take hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us and have handed us over to our sins.

⁸ But now, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the work of your hand. ⁹ Do not be so terribly angry, our Father, and do not remember our sin forever. Look, please—we are all your people. ¹⁰ Your holy cities have become a wilderness; Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation. ¹¹ Our holy and beautiful house, where our fathers praised you, has been burned with fire, and all that we treasured has become a ruin. ¹² After all this, will you hold back, our Father? Will you keep silent and afflict us so terribly?