Isaiah 64 MSG/NIV - Online Parallel Bible

 
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1 Oh, that you would rip open the heavens and descend, make the mountains shudder at your presence - 1 Oh, that you would rend the heavens and come down, that the mountains would tremble before you!
2 As when a forest catches fire, as when fire makes a pot to boil - 2 As when fire sets twigs ablaze and causes water to boil, come down to make your name known to your enemies and cause the nations to quake before you!
3 To shock your enemies into facing you, make the nations shake in their boots! You did terrible things we never expected, descended and made the mountains shudder at your presence. 3 For when you did awesome things that we did not expect, you came down, and the mountains trembled before you.
4 Since before time began no one has ever imagined, No ear heard, no eye seen, a God like you who works for those who wait for him. 4 Since ancient times no one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any God besides you, who acts on behalf of those who wait for him.
5 You meet those who happily do what is right, who keep a good memory of the way you work. But how angry you've been with us! We've sinned and kept at it so long! Is there any hope for us? Can we be saved? 5 You come to the help of those who gladly do right, who remember your ways. But when we continued to sin against them, you were angry. How then can we be saved?
6 We're all sin-infected, sin-contaminated. Our best efforts are grease-stained rags. We dry up like autumn leaves - sin-dried, we're blown off by the wind. 6 All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind our sins sweep us away.
7 No one prays to you or makes the effort to reach out to you Because you've turned away from us, left us to stew in our sins. 7 No one calls on your name or strives to lay hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us and made us waste away because of our sins.
8 Still, God, you are our Father. We're the clay and you're our potter: All of us are what you made us. 8 Yet, O LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.
9 Don't be too angry with us, O God. Don't keep a permanent account of wrongdoing. Keep in mind, please, we are your people - all of us. 9 Do not be angry beyond measure, O LORD; do not remember our sins forever. Oh, look upon us, we pray, for we are all your people.
10 Your holy cities are all ghost towns: Zion's a ghost town, Jerusalem's a field of weeds. 10 Your sacred cities have become a desert; even Zion is a desert, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Our holy and beautiful Temple, which our ancestors filled with your praises, Was burned down by fire, all our lovely parks and gardens in ruins. 11 Our holy and glorious temple, where our fathers praised you, has been burned with fire, and all that we treasured lies in ruins.
12 In the face of all this, are you going to sit there unmoved, God? Aren't you going to say something? Haven't you made us miserable long enough? 12 After all this, O LORD, will you hold yourself back? Will you keep silent and punish us beyond measure?