8 But now, Lord, you are our Father.We are the clay, and you our potter.We all are the work of your hand.
9 Don’t be furious, Lord,and don’t remember iniquity forever.Look and see, we beg you,we are all your people.
10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness.Zion has become a wilderness,Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised you,is burned with fire;and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
12 Will you hold yourself back for these things, Lord?Will you keep silent, and punish us very severely?