World English Bible
"But now, Yahweh, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you our potter; and we all are the work of your hand."
— Isaiah 64:8, World English Bible
“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.”
“But now, O Jehovah, thou art our Father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand. ”
“Yet, LORD, you are our father. We are the clay, and you are our potter; we are all the product of your labor.”
“And now, O Lord, thou art our father, and we are clay: and thou art our maker, and we all are the works of thy hands.”
“But now, O Lord, you are our father; we are the earth, and you are our maker; and we are all the work of your hand.”
“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.”
You meet him who rejoices and works righteousness, those who remember you in your ways. Behold, you were angry, and we sinned. We have been in sin for a long time; and shall we be saved?
For we have all become as one who is unclean, and all our righteousness is as a polluted garment: and we all fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
There is none who calls on your name, who stirs up himself to take hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us, and have consumed us by means of our iniquities.
But now, Yahweh, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you our potter; and we all are the work of your hand.
Don't be furious, Yahweh, neither remember iniquity forever: see, look, we beg you, we are all your people.
Your holy cities are become a wilderness, Zion is become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised you, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant places are laid waste.