Isaias

6 And we are all become as one unclean, and all our righteousnesses as a polluted garment; and we are all withered as the leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, will take us away.

7 And there is none that calleth upon thy name, that rouseth himself to hold fast by thee: for thou hast hid thy face from us, and melted us by the hand of our iniquities.

8 And now, LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.

9 Be not wroth, O LORD, to the uttermost, and remember not iniquity for ever; behold, look, we beseech thee, we are all of us thy people.

10 Thy holy cities are become wilderness, Zion is become a wildemess, Jerusalem a desolation.

11 Our house of holiness and beauty, (in) which our fathers praised thee, is burned up with fire, and all our desirable things are laid waste.

12 Wilt thou, for all this, refrain thyself, O LORD? wilt thou hold thy peace, and affict us to the uttermost ?

LXV. 1 I was to be inquired of by them that asked not, have let myself be found by them that sought me not; I said, Here am I, Here am I, unto a nation that was not called by my name.

2 I have spread out my hands all the day unto a refractory people, which walk in a way which is not good, after their own thoughts.

3 The people that irritate me continually to my face; which sacrifice in the gardens, and burn incense upon the bricks:

4 Which sit in the graves, and lodge in guarded places, which eat swine's flesh, and broth of abominations is in their vessels:

5 Which say, Keep to thyself, come not near to me; for I am holy to thee. These are a smoke in my nose, a fire that burneth all the day.