Isaiæ 64
1 utinam disrumperes caelos et descenderes a facie tua montes defluerent
Didst Thou not rend the heavens? Thou didst come down, From thy presence did mountains flow,
2 sicut exustio ignis tabescerent aquae arderent igni ut notum fieret nomen tuum inimicis tuis a facie tua gentes turbarentur
(As fire kindleth stubble — Fire causeth water to boil, ) To make known Thy name to Thine adversaries, From Thy presence do nations tremble.
3 cum feceris mirabilia non sustinebimus descendisti et a facie tua montes defluxerunt
In Thy doing fearful things — we expect not, Thou didst come down, From Thy presence did mountains flow.
4 a saeculo non audierunt neque auribus perceperunt oculus non vidit Deus absque te quae praeparasti expectantibus te
Even from antiquity [men] have not heard, They have not given ear, Eye hath not seen a God save Thee, He doth work for those waiting 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 hast met with the rejoicer And the doer of righteousness, In Thy ways they remember Thee, Lo, Thou hast been wroth when we sin, By them [is] continuance, and we are saved.
6 et facti sumus ut inmundus omnes nos quasi pannus menstruatae universae iustitiae nostrae et cecidimus quasi folium universi et iniquitates nostrae quasi ventus abstulerunt nos
And we are as unclean — all of us, And as a garment passing away, all our righteous acts; And we fade as a leaf — all of us. And our iniquities as wind do take us away.
7 non est qui invocet nomen tuum qui consurgat et teneat te abscondisti faciem tuam a nobis et adlisisti nos in manu iniquitatis nostrae
And there is none calling in Thy name, Stirring up himself to lay hold on Thee, For Thou hast hid Thy face from us, And thou meltest us away by our iniquities.
8 et nunc Domine pater noster es tu nos vero lutum et fictor noster et opera manuum tuarum omnes nos
And now, O Jehovah, thou [art] our Father, We [are] the clay, and Thou our Framer, And the work of Thy hand — all of us.
9 ne irascaris Domine satis et ne ultra memineris iniquitatis ecce respice populus tuus omnes nos
Be not wroth, O Jehovah, very sore, Nor for ever remember iniquity, Lo, look attentively, we beseech Thee, Thy people [are] we all.
10 civitas sancti tui facta est deserta Sion deserta facta est Hierusalem desolata
Thy holy cities have been a wilderness, Zion a wilderness hath been, 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 praise Thee did our fathers, Hath become burnt with fire, And all our desirable things have become a waste.
12 numquid super his continebis te Domine tacebis et adfliges nos vehementer
For these dost Thou refrain Thyself, Jehovah? Thou art silent, and dost afflict us very sore!'
