1 O that you would tear open the heavens and come down,
so that the mountains would quake at your presence --
2 as when fire
kindles brushwood and the fire causes water to boil -- to make your
name known to your adversaries, so that the nations might tremble
at your presence!
3 When you did
awesome deeds that we did not expect, you came down, the mountains
quaked at your presence.
4 From ages past
no one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any God
besides you, who works for those who wait for him.
5 You meet those
who gladly do right, those who remember you in your ways. But you
were angry, and we sinned; because you hid yourself we transgressed.
6 We have all
become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous deeds are
like a filthy cloth. We all fade like a leaf, and our iniquities,
like the wind, take us away.
7 There is no
one who calls on your name, or attempts to take hold of you; for
you have hidden your face from us, and have delivered us into the
hand of our iniquity.
8 Yet, O Lord,
you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we
are all the work of your hand.
9 Do not be exceedingly
angry, O Lord, and do not remember iniquity for ever. Now consider,
we are all your people.