11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised you, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised you, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
8 But now, Yahweh, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you our potter; and we all are the work of your hand.
9 Don't be furious, Yahweh, neither remember iniquity forever: see, look, we beg you, we are all your people.
10 Your holy cities are become a wilderness, Zion is become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised you, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
12 Will you refrain yourself for these things, Yahweh? Will you hold your peace, and afflict us very severely?
64:11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
64:11Our holy and glorious temple, where our fathers praised you, has been burned with fire, and all that we treasured lies in ruins.
64:11The house of our holiness, and of our glory, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt with fire, and all our lovely things are turned into ruins.
64:11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant places are laid waste.
64:11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt up with fire, and all our precious things are laid waste.
64:11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
64:11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
64:11Our holy and our beautiful house, Where praise Thee did our fathers, Hath become burnt with fire, And all our desirable things have become a waste.
64:11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised you, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.