Isaiæ 64
1 Utinam dirumperes cælos, et descenderes: a facie tua montes defluerent.
Oh that you would tear the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might quake at your presence—
2 Sicut exustio ignis tabescerent, aquæ arderent igni, ut notum fieret nomen tuum inimicis tuis: a facie tua gentes turbarentur.
as when fire kindles the brushwood, and the fire causes the water to boil. Make your name known to your adversaries, that the nations may tremble at your presence!
3 Cum feceris mirabilia, non sustinebimus: descendisti, et a facie tua montes defluxerunt.
When you did awesome things which we didn’t look for, you came down, and the mountains quaked at your presence.
4 A sæculo non audierunt, neque auribus perceperunt: oculus non vidit, Deus absque te, quæ præparasti expectantibus te.
For from of old men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, nor has the eye seen a God besides you, who works for him who waits for him.
5 Occurristi lætanti, et facienti iustitiam: in viis tuis recordabuntur tui: ecce tu iratus es, et peccavimus: in ipsis fuimus semper, et salvabimur.
You meet him who rejoices and does righteousness, those who remember you in your ways. Behold, you were angry, and we sinned. We have been in sin for a long time. Shall we be saved?
6 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.
For we have all become like one who is unclean, and all our righteousness is like a polluted garment. We all fade like a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
7 Non est qui invocet nomen tuum: qui consurgat, et teneat te: abscondisti faciem tuam a nobis, et allisisti nos in manu iniquitatis nostræ.
There is no one who calls on your name, who stirs himself up to take hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us, and have consumed us by means of our iniquities.
8 Et nunc Domine, Pater noster es tu, nos vero lutum: et Fictor noster tu, et opera manuum tuarum omnes nos.
But now, LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay and you our potter. We all are the work of your hand.
9 Ne irascaris Domine satis, et ne ultra memineris iniquitatis nostræ: ecce respice, populus tuus omnes nos.
Don’t be furious, LORD. Don’t remember iniquity forever. Look and see, we beg you, we are all your people.
10 Civitas sancti tui facta est deserta, Sion deserta facta est, Ierusalem desolata est.
Your holy cities have become a wilderness. Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Domus sanctificationis nostræ, et gloriæ nostræ, ubi laudaverunt te patres nostri, facta est in exustionem ignis, et omnia desiderabilia nostra versa sunt in ruinas.
Our holy and our beautiful house where our fathers praised you is burnt with fire. All our pleasant places are laid waste.
12 Numquid super his continebis te Domine, tacebis, et affliges nos vehementer?
Will you hold yourself back for these things, LORD? Will you keep silent and punish us very severely?
