As when fire kindles brushwood, as when fire causes the water to bubble up; to make Thy name known to Thy enemies, that the nations might tremble at Thy presence.

When Thou didst terrible things which we looked not for; when Thou didst come down, the mountains flowed down at Thy presence.

For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither has the eye seen, that a god, beside Thee, should do such a thing for him that waits for him.

Thou didst strike down him that rejoiced and worked righteousness: who remembered Thee in Thy ways: behold, Thou hast been angry, and we have sinned. In those ways we remain always: how then shall we be saved?

And we are all as one that is unclean, and all our righteousnesses as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.

And there is none that calls upon Thy name, that stirs himself up to take hold of Thee: for Thou hast hid Thy face from us, and hast consumed us, through the force of our iniquities.

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.

Be not so very indignant, O Lord, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech Thee, we are all Thy people.

Thy holy cities are become a wilderness, Żiyyon is a wilderness, Yerushalayim a desolation.

Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised Thee, is burnt with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.

Wilt Thou restrain Thyself at these things, O Lord? wilt Thou hold Thy peace, and afflict us so very greatly?