8. But now, Lord, you are our father.We are the clay, and you are our potter.All of us are the work of your hand.
9. Don’t rage so fiercely, Lord;don’t hold our sins against us forever,but gaze now on your people, all of us:
10. Your holy cities have become a wilderness;Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a wasteland.
11. Our holy, glorious house,where our ancestors praised you,has gone up in flames;all that we treasured has become a ruin.
12. After all this, will you hold back, Lord?Will you keep silent and torment us so terribly?