LXIV. O that thou wouldest arend the heavens, that thou wouldest acome down,

That bthe mountains might flow down at thy presence,

2  As when * the melting fire burneth, the fire causeth the waters to boil,

To make thy name known to thine adversaries,

That the nations may tremble at thy presence.

3  When cthou didst terrible things which we looked not for,

aThou camest down, bthe mountains flowed down at thy presence.

4  For since the beginning of the world dmen have not heard, nor perceived by the ear,

Neither hath the eye * seen, O God, besides thee,

eWhat he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him.

5  Thou fmeetest him that rejoiceth and gworketh righteousness,

hThose that remember thee in ithy ways:

Behold, thou art wroth; for we have sinned:

kIn those is continuance, and we shall be saved.

6  But we are all as lan unclean thing,

And mall our righteousnesses are nas filthy rags;

And owe all pdo fade as a leaf;

And our iniquities, like the wind, have qtaken us away.

7  And there is none that rcalleth upon thy name,

That stirreth up himself to take hold of thee:

For sthou hast hid thy face from us,

And hast * consumed us, * because of our iniquities.

8  But now, O Lord, tthou art our father;

uWe are the clay, and vthou our potter;

And wwe all are the work of thine hand.

9  xBe not wroth very sore, O Lord,

yNeither remember iniquity for ever:

Behold, see, we beseech thee, zwe are all thy people.

10  aThy holy cities are a wilderness,

Zion is a wilderness, bJerusalem a desolation.

11  Our holy and our cbeautiful house,

Where our fathers praised thee,

dIs burnt up with fire:

And all eour pleasant things are laid waste.

12  Wilt thou frefrain thyself for these things, O Lord?

gWilt thou fhold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?