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Isaiah 64:8
And 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.
Isaiah 64:8 · Douay-Rheims Bible (Challoner)
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Isaiah 64:8 in other translations
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.
But now, O LORD, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You are the potter; we are all the work of Your hand.
But now, LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay and you our potter. We all are the work of your hand.
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In context
5 Thou hast met him that rejoiceth, and doth justice: in thy ways they shall remember thee: behold thou art angry, and we have sinned: in them we have been always, and we shall be saved.
6 And we are all become as one unclean, and all our justices as the rag of a menstruous woman: and we have all fallen as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
7 There is none that calleth upon thy name: that riseth up, and taketh hold of thee: thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast crushed us in the hand of our iniquity.
8 And 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.
9 Be not very angry, O Lord, and remember no longer our iniquity: behold, see we are all thy people.
10 The city of thy sanctuary is become a desert, Sion is made a desert, Jerusalem is desolate.
11 The 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.
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