Isaiah 64:8-10

New International Reader's Version

⁸ Lord, you are our Father.
    We are the clay. You are the potter.
    Your hands made all of us.
⁹ Don’t be so angry with us, Lord.
    Don’t remember our sins anymore.
Please have mercy on us.
    All of us belong to you.
¹⁰ Your sacred cities have become a desert.
    Even Zion is a desert.
    Jerusalem is a dry and empty place.