Be not wroth very sore, O Lord, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.

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

11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.

12 Wilt thou refrain thyself for these things, O Lord? wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?

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Do not be angry(A) beyond measure, Lord;
    do not remember our sins(B) forever.
Oh, look on us, we pray,
    for we are all your people.(C)
10 Your sacred cities(D) have become a wasteland;
    even Zion is a wasteland, Jerusalem a desolation.(E)
11 Our holy and glorious temple,(F) where our ancestors praised you,
    has been burned with fire,
    and all that we treasured(G) lies in ruins.
12 After all this, Lord, will you hold yourself back?(H)
    Will you keep silent(I) and punish us beyond measure?

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