Isaiah 64

kiqdoakh esh hamasim mayim tiveh-esh lehodia shimkha letsarekha mippanekha goyim yirgazu

As when fire kindles brushwood, And fire makes water boil— To make Your name known to Your adversaries So that nations will tremble at Your Presence,

ba'asotekha nora'ot lo neqavveh yaradta mippanekha harim nazollu

When You did wonders we dared not hope for, You came down And mountains quaked before You.

ume'olam lo-shame'u lo he'ezinu ayin lo-ra'atah elohim zulatekha ya'aseh limkhakkeh-lo

Such things had never been heard or noted. No eye has seen [them], O God, but You, Who act for those who trust in You.

pagata et-sas ve'oseh tsedeq bidrakhekha yizkerukha hen-attah qatsafta vannekheta bahem olam venivvashea

Yet You have struck those who would gladly do justice, And remember You in Your ways. It is because You are angry that we have sinned; We have been steeped in them from of old, And can we be saved?

vannehi khattame kullanu ukheveged iddim kol-tsidqotenu vannavel ke'aleh kullanu va'avonenu karuakh yissa'unu

We have all become like an impure thing, And all our virtues like a filthy rag. We are all withering like leaves, And our iniquities, like a wind, carry us off.

ve'en-qore veshimkha mitorer lehakhaziq bakh ki-histarta fanekha mimmennu vattemugenu beyad-avonenu

Yet no one invokes Your name, Rouses themselves to cling to You. For You have hidden Your face from us, And made us melt because of our iniquities.

ve'attah Adonai avinu attah anakhnu hakhomer ve'attah yotserenu uma'aseh yadekha kullanu

But now, O ETERNAL One, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You are the Potter, We are all the work of Your hands.

al-tiqtsof Adonai ad-me'od ve'al-la'ad tizkor avon hen habbet-na ammekha khullanu

Be not implacably angry, O ETERNAL One, Do not remember iniquity forever. Oh, look down to Your people, to us all!

are qodshekha hayu midbar tsiyyon midbar hayatah yerushalai͏m shemamah

Your holy cities have become a desert: Zion has become a desert, Jerusalem a desolation.

bet qodshenu vetifartenu asher hillukha avotenu hayah lisrefat esh vekhol-makhamaddenu hayah lekhorbah

Our holy temple, our pride, Where our ancestors praised You, Has been consumed by fire: And all that was dear to us is ruined.

ha'al-elleh titappaq Adonai tekhesheh ute'annenu ad-me'od

At such things will You restrain Yourself, O ETERNAL One, Will You stand idly by and let us suffer so heavily?