Isaiæ 64
1 Utinam dirumperes cælos, et descenderes: a facie tua montes defluerent.
Would that thou hadst rent the heavens, hadst come down,
2 Sicut exustio ignis tabescerent, aquæ arderent igni, ut notum fieret nomen tuum inimicis tuis: a facie tua gentes turbarentur.
At thy presence, had mountains, quaked: As fire kindleth brushwood, [As] fire causeth, water, to boil, So if thou wouldst make known thy Name to thine adversaries, At thy presence, nations, would tremble.
3 Cum feceris mirabilia, non sustinebimus: descendisti, et a facie tua montes defluxerunt.
When thou didst fearful things we could not expect, Thou camest down at thy presence, mountains, quaked.
4 A sæculo non audierunt, neque auribus perceperunt: oculus non vidit, Deus absque te, quæ præparasti expectantibus te.
Although from age-past times It was never heard, It was not perceived by the ear, —Neither did, the eye, ever see—That, a god besides thee, could work for the man who waited 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.
Yet didst thou meet Him who was rejoicing and working righteousness, Even them who in thy ways, remembered thee, —Lo! thou, hast been vexed, And truly we had sinned, Among them, was the prospect of an age [to come], That we might 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.
But we have become as one unclean all of us, And, as a garment polluted, were all our righteous doings, —And so we faded like a leaf all of us, And, our iniquity, as a wind, carried 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.
And there was none To call upon thy Name, To rouse himself to lay firm hold on thee, —For thou hadst hidden thy face from us, And hadst made us despond, by means of our iniquity.
8 Et nunc Domine, pater noster es tu, nos vero lutum: et fictor noster tu, et opera manuum tuarum omnes nos.
But, now, O Yahweh, our father, thou art, —We are the clay, and, thou, art our potter, Yea the work of thy hand, are we all:
9 Ne irascaris Domine satis, et ne ultra memineris iniquitatis nostræ: ecce respice, populus tuus omnes nos.
Do not be indignant, O Yahweh so very greatly, Neither perpetually, do thou recall iniquity, —Lo! look around, we pray thee…thy people, are, we all.
10 Civitas sancti tui facta est deserta, Sion deserta facta est, Ierusalem desolata est.
Thy holy cities, have become a wilderness, —Zion, a wilderness, hath become, 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 thee, Hath become a conflagration, —And, all our delightful places, are in ruins!
12 Numquid super his continebis te Domine, tacebis, et affliges nos vehementer?
In view of these things, wilt thou restrain thyself. O Yahweh? Wilt thou hold thy peace and humble us so very greatly?
