Isaiah 64
1 Oh that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might flow down at thy presence,
Utinam dirumperes caelos, et descenderes: a facie tua montes defluerent.
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!
Sicut exustio ignis tabescerent, aquae arderent igni, ut notum fieret nomen tuum inimicis tuis: a facie tua gentes turbarentur.
3 When thou didst terrible things [which] we looked not for, thou camest down, the mountains flowed down at thy presence.
Cum feceris mirabilia, non sustinebimus: descendisti, et a facie tua montes defluxerunt.
4 For since the beginning of the world [men] have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, beside thee, [what] he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him.
A saeculo non audierunt, neque auribus perceperunt: oculus non vidit, Deus absque te, quae praeparasti expectantibus te.
5 Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, [those that] remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou art wroth; for we have sinned: in those is continuance, and we shall be saved.
Occurristi laetanti, et facienti iustitiam: in viis tuis recordabuntur tui: ecce tu iratus es, et peccavimus: in ipsis fuimus semper, et salvabimur.
6 But we are all as an unclean [thing], and all our righteousnesses [are] as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
Et facti sumus ut immundi omnes nos, et quasi pannus menstruatae universae iustitiae nostrae: et cecidimus quasi folium universi, et iniquitates nostrae quasi ventus abstulerunt nos.
7 And [there is] none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee: for thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us, because of our iniquities.
Non est qui invocet nomen tuum: qui consurgat, et teneat te: abscondisti faciem tuam a nobis, et allisisti nos in manu iniquitatis nostrae.
8 But now, O LORD, thou [art] our father; we [are] the clay, and thou our potter; and we all [are] the work of thy hand.
Et nunc Domine, pater noster es tu, nos vero lutum: et fictor noster tu, et opera manuum tuarum omnes nos.
9 Be not wroth very sore, O LORD, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech thee, we [are] all thy people.
Ne irascaris Domine satis, et ne ultra memineris iniquitatis nostrae: ecce respice, populus tuus omnes nos.
10 Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
Civitas sancti tui facta est deserta, Sion deserta facta est, Ierusalem desolata est.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
Domus sanctificationis nostrae, et gloriae nostrae, ubi laudaverunt te patres nostri, facta est in exustionem ignis, et omnia desiderabilia nostra versa sunt in ruinas.
12 Wilt thou refrain thyself for these [things], O LORD? wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?
Numquid super his continebis te Domine, tacebis, et affliges nos vehementer?
