The Book of Isaiah
64: 1Oh that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that
the mountains might quake at thy presence, 64:2as when fire kindleth the
brushwood, and the fire causeth the waters to boil; to make thy name known to
thine adversaries, that the nations may tremble at thy presence! 64:3When thou didst
terrible things which we looked not for, thou camest down, the mountains quaked
at thy presence. 64:4For from of old men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear,
neither hath the eye seen a God besides thee, who worketh for him that waiteth
for him. 64:5Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, those that
remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou wast wroth, and we sinned: in them
have we been of long time; and shall we be saved? 64:6For we are all become as
one that is unclean, and all our righteousnesses are as a polluted garment: and we
all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away. 64:7And there is
none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee; for
thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us by means of our iniquities.
64:8But now, O Jehovah, thou art our Father; we are the clay, and thou our potter;
and we all are the work of thy hand. 64:9Be not wroth very sore, O Jehovah, neither
remember iniquity for ever: behold, look, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.
64:10Thy holy cities are become a wilderness, Zion is become a wilderness,
Jerusalem a desolation. 64:11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers
praised thee, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant places are laid waste. 64:12Wilt
thou refrain thyself for these things, O Jehovah? wilt thou hold thy peace, and
afflict us very sore?