8
Yet, O Lord, 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 exceedingly angry, O Lord, and do not remember iniquity forever. Now consider, 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 ancestors praised you, has been burned by fire, and all our pleasant places have become ruins.
12
After all this, will you restrain yourself, O Lord? Will you keep silent, and punish us so severely?
New Revised Standard Version Bible, copyright 1989, Division of Christian Education of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved. (New Revised Standard)
