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Still, Eternal One, You are our Father.
    We are just clay, and You are the potter.
We are the product of Your creative action, shaped and formed into something of worth.
Don’t be so angry anymore, O Eternal;
    don’t always remember our wrongs.
Please, look around and see that we are all Your people.
10 The places that You sanctified are reduced to nothing.
    Zion is a wasteland; Jerusalem sits in eerie 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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