64 If only you had ripped the heavens apart and come down,
So that the mountains would quake because of you,
2 As when a fire ignites the brushwood,
And the fire makes the water boil,
Then your name would be known to your adversaries,
And the nations would tremble before you!
3 When you did awe-inspiring things that we dared not hope for,+
You came down, and the mountains quaked before you.+
4 From of old no one has heard or given ear,
Nor has any eye seen a God except you,
Who acts in behalf of those who keep in expectation of* him.+
5 You have met up with those who joyfully do what is right,+
Those who remember you and follow your ways.
Look! You became indignant, while we kept sinning,+
We did so for a long time.
Should we now be saved?
6 And we have all become like someone unclean,
And all our acts of righteousness are like a menstrual cloth.+
We will all wither like a leaf,
And our errors will carry us off like the wind.
7 There is no one calling on your name,
No one who stirs himself to take hold of you,
For you have hidden your face from us,+
8 But now, O Jehovah, you are our Father.+
Look at us, please, for we are all your people.
10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness.
Zion has become a wilderness,
Jerusalem a wasteland.+
11 Our house* of holiness and glory,*
Where our forefathers praised you,
Has been burned with fire,+
And all the things we cherished lie in ruins.
12 In view of this, will you still restrain yourself, O Jehovah?
Will you remain silent and let us be afflicted so severely?+