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Isaiah 64:7

New American Bible - revised edition

Yet, Lord, you are our father; we are the clay and you our potter: we are all the work of your hand.

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Oh, remember that you fashioned me from clay! Will you then bring me down to dust again?

If your children have sinned against him and he has left them in the grip of their guilt,

Know that the Lord is God, he made us, we belong to him, we are his people, the flock he shepherds.

Will these evildoers never learn? They devour my people as they devour bread; they do not call upon the Lord.

Why should the Egyptians say, ‘With evil intent he brought them out, that he might kill them in the mountains and wipe them off the face of the earth’? Turn from your burning wrath; change your mind about punishing your people.

When you spread out your hands, I will close my eyes to you; Though you pray the more, I will not listen. Your hands are full of blood!

But if it holds fast to my refuge, it shall have peace with me; it shall have peace with me.

Woe to anyone who contends with their Maker; a potsherd among potsherds of the earth! Shall the clay say to the potter, “What are you doing?” or, “What you are making has no handles”?

Why was no one there when I came? Why did no one answer when I called? Is my hand too short to ransom? Have I not the strength to deliver? See, with my rebuke I dry up the sea, I turn rivers into wilderness; Their fish rot for lack of water, and die of thirst.

In an outburst of wrath, for a moment I hid my face from you; But with enduring love I take pity on you, says the Lord, your redeemer.

For thus says the Lord: To the eunuchs who keep my sabbaths, who choose what pleases me, and who hold fast to my covenant,

Because of their wicked avarice I grew angry; I struck them, hiding myself from them in wrath. But they turned back, following the way of their own heart.

He saw that there was no one, was appalled that there was none to intervene; Then his own arm brought about the victory, and his justice sustained him.

Rather, it is your crimes that separate you from your God, It is your sins that make him hide his face so that he does not hear you.

No one brings suit justly, no one pleads truthfully; They trust an empty plea and tell lies; they conceive mischief and bring forth malice.

For you are our father. Were Abraham not to know us, nor Israel to acknowledge us, You, Lord, are our father, our redeemer you are named from of old.

A murderous arrow is their tongue, their mouths utter deceit; They speak peaceably with their neighbors, but in their hearts they lay an ambush!

Thus I have searched among them for someone who would build a wall or stand in the breach before me to keep me from destroying the land; but I found no one.

Then set it empty on the coals, to heat up until its copper glows, So its impurities melt, its filth disappears.

I will go back to my place until they make reparation and seek my presence. In their affliction, they shall look for me.

They have not cried to me from their hearts when they wailed upon their beds; For wheat and wine they lacerated themselves; they rebelled against me.

They are all heated like ovens, and consume their rulers. All their kings have fallen; none of them calls upon me.

A son honors his father, and a servant fears his master; If, then, I am a father, where is the honor due to me? And if I am a master, where is the fear due to me? So says the Lord of hosts to you, O priests, who disdain my name. But you ask, “How have we disdained your name?”

Have we not all one father? Has not one God created us? Why, then, do we break faith with each other, profaning the covenant of our ancestors?




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