Isaiah 64
1 Oh, that thou wouldest breake the heauens, and come downe, and that the mountaines might melt at thy presence!
Utinam dirumperes cælos, et descenderes: a facie tua montes defluerent.
2 As the melting fire burned, as the fire caused the waters to boyle, (that thou mightest declare thy Name to thy aduersaries) the people did tremble at thy presence.
Sicut exustio ignis tabescerent, aquæ arderent igni, ut notum fieret nomen tuum inimicis tuis: a facie tua gentes turbarentur.
3 When thou diddest terrible things, which we looked not for, thou camest downe, and the mountaines melted at thy presence.
Cum feceris mirabilia, non sustinebimus: descendisti, et a facie tua montes defluxerunt.
4 For since the beginning of the world they haue not heard nor vnderstande with the eare, neither hath ye eye seene another God beside thee, which doeth so to him that waiteth for him.
A sæculo non audierunt, neque auribus perceperunt: oculus non vidit, Deus absque te, quæ præparasti expectantibus te.
5 Thou diddest meete him, that reioyced in thee, and did iustly: they remembred thee in thy wayes: beholde, thou art angrie, for we haue sinned: yet in them is continuance, and we shall be saued.
Occurristi lætanti, et facienti iustitiam: in viis tuis recordabuntur tui: ecce tu iratus es, et peccavimus: in ipsis fuimus semper, et salvabimur.
6 But we haue all bene as an vncleane thing, and all our righteousnes is as filthie cloutes, and we all doe fade like a leafe, and our iniquities like the winde haue taken vs away.
Et facti sumus ut immundus omnes nos, et quasi pannus menstruatæ universæ iustitiæ nostræ: et cecidimus quasi folium universi, et iniquitates nostræ quasi ventus abstulerunt nos.
7 And there is none that calleth vpon thy Name, neither that stirreth vp himselfe to take holde of thee: for thou hast hid thy face from vs, and hast consumed vs because of our iniquities.
Non est qui invocet nomen tuum: qui consurgat, et teneat te: abscondisti faciem tuam a nobis, et allisisti nos in manu iniquitatis nostræ.
8 But now, O Lord, thou art our Father: we are the clay, and thou art our potter, and we all are the worke of thine hands.
Et nunc Domine, pater noster es tu, nos vero lutum: et fictor noster tu, et opera manuum tuarum omnes nos.
9 Be not angry, O Lord, aboue measure, neither remember iniquitie for euer: lo, we beseech thee beholde, we are all thy people.
Ne irascaris Domine satis, et ne ultra memineris iniquitatis nostræ: ecce respice, populus tuus omnes nos.
10 Thine holy cities lye waste: Zion is a wildernes, and Ierusalem a desart.
Civitas sancti tui facta est deserta, Sion deserta facta est, Ierusalem desolata est.
11 The House of our Sanctuarie and of our glorie, where our fathers praysed thee, is burnt vp with fire and all our pleasant things are wasted.
Domus sanctificationis nostræ, et gloriæ nostræ, ubi laudaverunt te patres nostri, facta est in exustionem ignis, et omnia desiderabilia nostra versa sunt in ruinas.
12 Wilt thou holde thy selfe still at these things, O Lord? wilt thou holde thy peace and afflict vs aboue measure?
Numquid super his continebis te Domine, tacebis, et affliges nos vehementer?
