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But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; such that we all are the work of thy hands.

Be not wroth very sore, O LORD, neither remember iniquity for ever; behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.

10 Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.

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Yet you, Lord, are our Father.(A)
    We are the clay, you are the potter;(B)
    we are all the work of your hand.(C)
Do not be angry(D) beyond measure, Lord;
    do not remember our sins(E) forever.
Oh, look on us, we pray,
    for we are all your people.(F)
10 Your sacred cities(G) have become a wasteland;
    even Zion is a wasteland, Jerusalem a desolation.(H)

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