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Prayer for Mercy and Help 
1 Oh, that You would tear open the heavens and come down, 
That the mountains might quake at Your presence— 
2 As [sure as] fire kindles the brushwood, as fire causes water to boil— 
To make Your name known to Your adversaries, 
That the nations may tremble at Your presence! 
3 When You did awesome and amazing things which we did not expect, 
You came down [at Sinai]; the mountains quaked at Your presence. 
4 For from days of old no one has heard, nor has ear perceived, 
Nor has the eye seen a God besides You, 
Who works and acts in behalf of the one who [gladly] waits for Him. 
5 You meet him who rejoices in doing that which is morally right, 
Who remembers You in Your ways. 
Indeed, You were angry, for we sinned; 
We have long continued in our sins [prolonging Your anger]. 
And shall we be saved [under such circumstances]? 
6 For we all have become like one who is [ceremonially] unclean [like a leper], 
And all our deeds of righteousness are like filthy rags; 
We all wither and decay like a leaf, 
And our wickedness [our sin, our injustice, our wrongdoing], like the wind, takes us away [carrying us far from God’s favor, toward destruction]. [Lev 13:45, 46] 
7 There is no one who calls on Your name, 
Who awakens and causes himself to take hold of You; 
For You have hidden Your face from us 
And have handed us over to the [consuming and destructive] power of our wickedness [our sin, our injustice, our wrongdoing]. [Rom 1:21-24] 
   
8 Yet, O Loʀᴅ, You are our Father; 
We are the clay, and You our Potter, 
And we all are the work of Your hand. 
9 Do not be angry beyond measure, O Loʀᴅ, 
Do not remember our wickedness [our sin, our injustice, our wrongdoing] forever. 
Now look, consider, for we are all Your people. 
10  Your holy cities have become a wilderness, 
Zion has become a wilderness, 
Jerusalem a desolation. 
11 Our holy and beautiful house [the temple built by Solomon], 
Where our fathers praised You, 
Has been burned by fire; 
And all our precious objects are in ruins. 
12 Considering these [tragedies], will You restrain Yourself, O Loʀᴅ [and not help us]? 
Will You keep silent and humiliate and oppress us beyond measure?