Папулярныя біблейскія вершы з Isaiah 64

Падзяліцца

Since ancient times no-one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any God besides you, who acts on behalf of those who wait for him.

Yet you, LORD, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.

All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind our sins sweep us away.