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There is no one who calls on your name
    or attempts to take hold of you,
for you have hidden your face from us
    and have delivered[a] us into the hand of our iniquity.(A)
Yet, O Lord, you are our Father;
    we are the clay, and you are our potter;
    we are all the work of your hand.(B)

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  1. 64.7 Gk Syr OL Tg: Heb melted