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Lord, you are our Father.
    We are the clay. You are the potter.
    Your hands made all of us.
Don’t be so angry with us, Lord.
    Don’t remember our sins anymore.
Please have mercy on us.
    All of us belong to you.
10 Your sacred cities have become a desert.
    Even Zion is a desert.
    Jerusalem is a dry and empty place.

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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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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 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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