Isaiah 64:10 DBY

⁸  And now, Jehovah, 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 Jehovah, neither remember iniquity for ever. Behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.

¹⁰  Thy holy cities are become a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.

¹¹  Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt up with fire, and all our precious things are laid waste.

¹²  Wilt thou restrain thyself in presence of these things, Jehovah? Wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?