7 No one calls on Your name,striving to take hold of You.For You have hidden Your face from us and made us melt because of our iniquity.
8 Yet Lord, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You are our potter;we all are the work of Your hands.
9 Lord, do not be terribly angryor remember our iniquity forever. Please look — all of us are Your people!
10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness;Zion has become a wilderness,Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Our holy and beautiful temple,where our fathers praised You,has been burned with fire,and all that was dear to us lies in ruins.
12 Lord, after all this, will You restrain Yourself?Will You keep silent and afflict severely?