Isaiah 64:8-12

8And now, Jehovah, thou art our Father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand. 9BeH1961 not wroth very sore, O Jehovah, neither remember iniquity for ever. Behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people. 10Thy holyH6944 cities are becomeH1961 a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolationH2723. 11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt up with fire, and all our precious thingsH428 are laid waste. 12Wilt thou restrain thyself in presence of these things, Jehovah? Wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?