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Chapter 64 |
| 1 | Oh that thou
wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that the mountains
might flow down at thy presence, |
| 2 | As when the melting fire
burneth, the fire causeth the waters to boil, to make thy name known to thine
adversaries, that the nations may tremble at thy presence! |
| 3 | When thou
didst terrible things which we looked not for, thou camest down, the mountains
flowed down at thy presence. |
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4 | For since the beginning of the world
men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God,
beside thee, what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him. |
| 5 |
Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, those that remember
thee in thy ways: behold, thou art wroth; for we have sinned: in those is
continuance, and we shall be saved. |
| 6 | But we are all as an unclean
thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a
leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away. |
| 7 | And
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, because of
our iniquities. |
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8 | But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the
clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand. |
| 9 | Be not
wroth very sore, O LORD, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we
beseech thee, we are all thy people. |
| 10 | Thy holy cities are a
wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation. |
| 11 | Our holy
and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned up with
fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste. |
| 12 | Wilt thou
refrain thyself for these things, O LORD? wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict
us very sore? |
