< Isaiah 64 >

1 Oh that you would tear the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might quake at your presence,
Utinam dirumperes cælos, et descenderes: a facie tua montes defluerent.
2 as when fire kindles the brushwood, and the fire causes the waters to boil; to make your name known to your adversaries, that the nations may tremble at your presence.
Sicut exustio ignis tabescerent, aquæ arderent igni, ut notum fieret nomen tuum inimicis tuis: a facie tua gentes turbarentur.
3 When you did awesome things which we did not look for, you came down, the mountains quaked at your presence.
Cum feceris mirabilia, non sustinebimus: descendisti, et a facie tua montes defluxerunt.
4 Since ancient times no one has heard, and no ear has perceived, and no eye has seen a God besides you, who works for him who waits for him.
A sæculo non audierunt, neque auribus perceperunt: oculus non vidit, Deus absque te, quæ præparasti expectantibus te.
5 You meet him who rejoices and works righteousness, those who remember you in your ways. Look, you were angry, and we sinned. We have been in sin for a long time; and shall we be saved?
Occurristi lætanti, et facienti iustitiam: in viis tuis recordabuntur tui: ecce tu iratus es, et peccavimus: in ipsis fuimus semper, et salvabimur.
6 For we have all become as one who is unclean, and all our righteousness is as a polluted garment: and we all fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
Et facti sumus ut immundus omnes nos, et quasi pannus menstruatæ universæ iustitiæ nostræ: et cecidimus quasi folium universi, et iniquitates nostræ quasi ventus abstulerunt nos.
7 There is none who calls on your name, who stirs up himself to take hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us, and have consumed us by means 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 nostræ.
8 But now, LORD, you are our Father, and we are clay, and you are our potter; and we all are the work of your hands.
Et nunc Domine, Pater noster es tu, nos vero lutum: et Fictor noster tu, et opera manuum tuarum omnes nos.
9 Do not be furious, LORD, neither remember iniquity forever: see, look, we beg you, we are all your people.
Ne irascaris Domine satis, et ne ultra memineris iniquitatis nostræ: ecce respice, populus tuus omnes nos.
10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness, Zion has become like 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 you, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
Domus sanctificationis nostræ, et gloriæ nostræ, ubi laudaverunt te patres nostri, facta est in exustionem ignis, et omnia desiderabilia nostra versa sunt in ruinas.
12 Will you refrain yourself for these things, LORD? Will you hold your peace, and afflict us very severely?
Numquid super his continebis te Domine, tacebis, et affliges nos vehementer?

< Isaiah 64 >