1 When You sent forth Your anger like fire in the days of Elijah, the sea was melted, the waters were flames of fire, to make Your name known to the enemies of Your people, that the nations might tremble at Your presence. 2 When You did wonderful things that we did not expect, You revealed Yourself; the mountains trembled at Your presence. 3 And since the world was, ear has not heard the report of such mighty deeds, nor listened to the speech of rapture, nor has eye seen what Your people saw, the Shekinah of Your glory, O LORD; for there is none besides You who will do such things for Your righteous people who were of old, who hope for Your salvation. 4 The works of our righteous fathers were acceptable in Your sight,⁠a who rejoiced to do Your will in truth and in righteousness; in the way of Your goodness and mercy they remembered Your fear whenever Your wrath from Your presence was upon us, because we had sinned; on account of the works of our righteous fathers, we have been saved. 5 But we are all like an unclean thing, and all our righteous acts are like a filthy garment; we all fade like the fading of a leaf, and because of our sins we are carried away like the wind. 6 And there is no one who prays in Your name, willing to lay hold on Your fear; because You have taken away the fear of Your Shekinah from us, and You have delivered us into the power of our sins. 7 And yet, O LORD, Your mercies upon us have been as many as a father’s upon his children; we are the clay, and You have formed us, and we are all the work of Your hand. 8 Let there not be, O LORD, very great wrath from You against us, neither remember iniquities forever; it is revealed before You that we are all Your people. 9 Your holy cities have become a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem has become a desolation. 10 The house of our holiness and of our glory, where our fathers worshipped You, is burned up with fire, and every place of our desire has become a waste. 11 Will You restrain Yourself for these things, O LORD? And will You give prosperity forever to the wicked who make us servile?