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The Prophecy
of Isaias 64
That thou wouldst rend the heavens, and wouldst come
down: the mountains would melt away at thy presence.
They would melt as at the burning of fire, the waters
would burn with fire, that thy name might be made known
to thy enemies: that the nations might tremble at thy
presence.
When thou shalt do wonderful things, we shall not bear
them: thou didst come down, and at thy presence the
mountains melted away.
From the beginning of the world they have not heard,
nor perceived with the ears: the eye hath not seen,
O God, besides thee, what things thou hast prepared
for them that wait for thee.
Thou hast met him that rejoiceth, and doth justice:
in thy ways they shall remember thee: behold thou art
angry, and we have sinned: in them we have been always,
and we shall be saved.
And we are all become as one unclean, and all our justices
as the rag of a menstruous woman: and we have all fallen
as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken
us away.
There is none that calleth upon thy name: that riseth
up, and taketh hold of thee: thou hast hid thy face
from us, and hast crushed us in the hand of our iniquity.
And now, O Lord, thou art our father, and we are clay:
and thou art our maker, and we all are the works of
thy hands.
Be not very angry, O Lord, and remember no longer our
iniquity: behold, see we are all thy people.
The city of thy sanctuary is become a desert, Sion is
made a desert, Jerusalem is desolate.
The house of our holiness, and of our glory, where our
fathers praised thee, is burnt with fire, and all our
lovely things are turned into ruins.
Wilt thou refrain thyself, O Lord, upon these things,
wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us vehemently? |
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