7. There is no one who calls upon your name,who rouses himself to take hold of you;for you have hidden your face from us,and have made us melt in the hand of our iniquities.
8. But now, O Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the work of your hand.
9. Be not so terribly angry, O Lord, and remember not iniquity forever.Behold, please look, we are all your people.
10. Your holy cities have become a wilderness;Zion has become a wilderness,Jerusalem a desolation.
11. Our holy and beautiful house,where our fathers praised you,has been burned by fire,and all our pleasant places have become ruins.
12. Will you restrain yourself at these things, O Lord?Will you keep silent, and afflict us so terribly?