Isaiæ 64
1 Utinam dirumperes caelos, et descenderes: a facie tua montes defluerent.
Oh, that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, — that the mountains might flow down at thy presence,
2 Sicut exustio ignis tabescerent, aquae arderent igni, ut notum fieret nomen tuum inimicis tuis: a facie tua gentes turbarentur.
— 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!
3 Cum feceris mirabilia, non sustinebimus: descendisti, et a facie tua montes defluxerunt.
When thou didst terrible things [which] we looked not for, thou camest down, and the mountains flowed down at thy presence.
4 A saeculo non audierunt, neque auribus perceperunt: oculus non vidit, Deus absque te, quae praeparasti expectantibus te.
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.
5 Occurristi laetanti, et facienti iustitiam: in viis tuis recordabuntur tui: ecce tu iratus es, et peccavimus: in ipsis fuimus semper, et salvabimur.
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.
6 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.
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;
7 Non est qui invocet nomen tuum: qui consurgat, et teneat te: abscondisti faciem tuam a nobis, et allisisti nos in manu iniquitatis nostrae.
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.
8 Et nunc Domine, pater noster es tu, nos vero lutum: et fictor noster tu, et opera manuum tuarum omnes nos.
And now, Jehovah, thou art our Father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
9 Ne irascaris Domine satis, et ne ultra memineris iniquitatis nostrae: ecce respice, populus tuus omnes nos.
Be not wroth very sore, O Jehovah, neither remember iniquity for ever. Behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.
10 Civitas sancti tui facta est deserta, Sion deserta facta est, Ierusalem desolata est.
Thy holy cities are become a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Domus sanctificationis nostrae, et gloriae nostrae, 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, is burnt up with fire, and all our precious things are laid waste.
12 Numquid super his continebis te Domine, tacebis, et affliges nos vehementer?
Wilt thou restrain thyself in presence of these things, Jehovah? Wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?
