Isaiæ 64
1 Utinam dirumperes caelos, et descenderes: a facie tua montes defluerent.
O that thou wouldst rend the heavens, and come down; That the mountains might tremble 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 the dry stubble, As fire causeth water to boil, To make known thy name to thine adversaries, That the nations might tremble at thy presence;
3 Cum feceris mirabilia, non sustinebimus: descendisti, et a facie tua montes defluxerunt.
As thou once didst wonderful things, which we looked not for, And camest down, so that the mountains trembled at thy presence.
4 A saeculo non audierunt, neque auribus perceperunt: oculus non vidit, Deus absque te, quae praeparasti expectantibus te.
For never have men heard, nor perceived by the ear, Nor hath eye seen, a God beside thee. Who doeth such things for those that trust in 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 art the friend of those who joyfully do righteousness, Those who remember thee in thy ways. Behold, thou art angry, and we are punished; Long doth the punishment endure, before we are delivered.
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.
We are all of us an unclean thing; Like a filthy garment is all our righteousness; We are all withered like a leaf, And our sins, like a storm, have blown 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.
There is none that calleth upon thy name, That stirreth himself up to cleave to thee; For thou hidest thy face from us, And lettest us perish by 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, O Jehovah, thou art our father; We are the clay, and thou hast formed us; We are all of us the work of thy hands.
9 Ne irascaris Domine satis, et ne ultra memineris iniquitatis nostrae: ecce respice, populus tuus omnes nos.
Be not wroth, O Jehovah, to the uttermost, Nor remember our iniquity forever! Behold, look upon us, 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 have become a wilderness; Zion is become 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 glorious house, Where our fathers praised thee, Is burned with fire, And all our precious things are laid waste.
12 Numquid super his continebis te Domine, tacebis, et affliges nos vehementer?
Wilt thou contain thyself at these things, O Jehovah, Wilt thou keep silence, and still grievously afflict us?
