8But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
8But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
5 Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou art wroth; for we have sinned: in those is continuance, and we shall be saved.
6 But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
7 And there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee: for thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us, because of our iniquities.
8 But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
9 Be not wroth very sore, O LORD, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.
10 Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
64:8Yet, O Lord , you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.
64:8And now, O Lord, thou art our father, and we are clay: and thou art our maker, and we all are the works of thy hands.
64:8But now, O Jehovah, thou art our Father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
64:8And now, Jehovah, thou art our Father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
64:8But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
64:8But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.
64:8But now, Yahweh, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you our potter; and we all are the work of your hand.
64:8And now, O Jehovah, thou art our Father, We are the clay, and Thou our Framer, And the work of Thy hand — all of us.
64:8But now, O LORD, you are our father; we are the clay, and you our potter; and we all are the work of your hand.