1 Oh that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might flow down at thy presence,
2 As
when the melting fire burneth, the fire causeth the waters to boil, to make thy name known to thine adversaries,
that the nations may tremble at thy presence!
* 3 When thou didst terrible things
which we looked not for, thou camest down, the mountains flowed down at thy presence.
4 For since the beginning of the world
men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, beside thee,
what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him.
† 5 Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness,
those that remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou art wroth; for we have sinned: in those is continuance, and we shall be saved.
6 But we are all as an unclean
thing, and all our righteousnesses
are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
7 And
there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee: for thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us, because of our iniquities.
‡§ 8 But now, O
LORD, thou
art our father; we
are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all
are the work of thy hand.