Isaiah 64:8-12

8Yet you, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.

9Do not be angry beyond measure, Lord; do not remember our sins forever. Oh, look on us, we pray, for we are all your people.

10Your sacred cities have become a wasteland; even Zion is a wasteland, Jerusalem a desolation.

11Our holy and glorious temple, where our ancestors praised you, has been burned with fire, and all that we treasured lies in ruins.

12After all this, Lord, will you hold yourself back? Will you keep silent and punish us beyond measure?