Папулярныя біблейскія вершы з Isaiah 64

Падзяліцца

You are the only God ever seen or heard of who works miracles for his followers.

You, LORD, are our Father. We are nothing but clay, but you are the potter who molded us.

We are unfit to worship you; each of our good deeds is merely a filthy rag. We dry up like leaves; our sins are storm winds sweeping us away.