Isaiah 64
1 Oh, that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, — that the mountains might flow down at thy presence,
ἐὰν ἀνοίξῃς τὸν οὐρανόν τρόμος λήμψεται ἀπὸ σοῦ ὄρη καὶ τακήσονται
2 — as fire kindleth brushwood, as the fire causeth water to boil, to make thy name known to thine adversaries, that the nations might tremble at thy presence!
ὡς κηρὸς ἀπὸ πυρὸς τήκεται καὶ κατακαύσει πῦρ τοὺς ὑπεναντίους καὶ φανερὸν ἔσται τὸ ὄνομα κυρίου ἐν τοῖς ὑπεναντίοις ἀπὸ προσώπου σου ἔθνη ταραχθήσονται
3 When thou didst terrible things [which] we looked not for, thou camest down, and the mountains flowed down at thy presence.
ὅταν ποιῇς τὰ ἔνδοξα τρόμος λήμψεται ἀπὸ σοῦ ὄρη
4 Never have [men] heard, nor perceived by the ear, nor hath eye seen a God beside thee, who acteth for him that waiteth for him.
ἀπὸ τοῦ αἰῶνος οὐκ ἠκούσαμεν οὐδὲ οἱ ὀφθαλμοὶ ἡμῶν εἶδον θεὸν πλὴν σοῦ καὶ τὰ ἔργα σου ἃ ποιήσεις τοῖς ὑπομένουσιν ἔλεον
5 Thou meetest him that rejoiceth to do righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: (behold, thou wast wroth, and we have sinned: ) in those is perpetuity, and we shall be saved.
συναντήσεται γὰρ τοῖς ποιοῦσιν τὸ δίκαιον καὶ τῶν ὁδῶν σου μνησθήσονται ἰδοὺ σὺ ὠργίσθης καὶ ἡμεῖς ἡμάρτομεν διὰ τοῦτο ἐπλανήθημεν
6 And we are all become as an unclean [thing], and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all fade as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have carried us away;
καὶ ἐγενήθημεν ὡς ἀκάθαρτοι πάντες ἡμεῖς ὡς ῥάκος ἀποκαθημένης πᾶσα ἡ δικαιοσύνη ἡμῶν καὶ ἐξερρύημεν ὡς φύλλα διὰ τὰς ἀνομίας ἡμῶν οὕτως ἄνεμος οἴσει ἡμᾶς
7 and there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee; for thou hast hidden thy face from us, and hast caused us to melt away through our iniquities.
καὶ οὐκ ἔστιν ὁ ἐπικαλούμενος τὸ ὄνομά σου καὶ ὁ μνησθεὶς ἀντιλαβέσθαι σου ὅτι ἀπέστρεψας τὸ πρόσωπόν σου ἀφ’ ἡμῶν καὶ παρέδωκας ἡμᾶς διὰ τὰς ἁμαρτίας ἡμῶν
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.
καὶ νῦν κύριε πατὴρ ἡμῶν σύ ἡμεῖς δὲ πηλὸς ἔργον τῶν χειρῶν σου πάντες
9 Be not wroth very sore, O Jehovah, neither remember iniquity for ever. Behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.
μὴ ὀργίζου ἡμῖν σφόδρα καὶ μὴ ἐν καιρῷ μνησθῇς ἁμαρτιῶν ἡμῶν καὶ νῦν ἐπίβλεψον ὅτι λαός σου πάντες ἡμεῖς
10 Thy holy cities are become a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
πόλις τοῦ ἁγίου σου ἐγενήθη ἔρημος Σιων ὡς ἔρημος ἐγενήθη Ιερουσαλημ εἰς κατάραν
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.
ὁ οἶκος τὸ ἅγιον ἡμῶν καὶ ἡ δόξα ἣν ηὐλόγησαν οἱ πατέρες ἡμῶν ἐγενήθη πυρίκαυστος καὶ πάντα τὰ ἔνδοξα συνέπεσεν
12 Wilt thou restrain thyself in presence of these things, Jehovah? Wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?
καὶ ἐπὶ πᾶσι τούτοις ἀνέσχου κύριε καὶ ἐσιώπησας καὶ ἐταπείνωσας ἡμᾶς σφόδρα
