1 Oh that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might flow down at thy presence,
2 As
3 When thou didst terrible things
4 For since the beginning of the world
5 Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness,
6 But we are all as an unclean
7 And
8 But now, O
9 Be not wroth very sore, O
10 Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
12 Wilt thou refrain thyself for these