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1 Oh, that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, --that the mountains might flow down at thy presence, |
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2 --as fire kindleth brushwood, as the fire causeth water to boil, to make thy name known to thine adversaries, that the nations might tremble at thy presence! |
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3 When thou didst terrible things which we looked not for, thou camest down, and the mountains flowed down at thy presence. |
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4 Never have men heard, nor perceived by the ear, nor hath eye seen a God beside thee, who acteth for him that waiteth for him. |
Prepared for him – Jesus has gone to prepare them a place in the Father's house on high--a very different one than the place for man, earth. R4675:1, R4966:2
A heavenly salvation for the Church, the Bride of Christ. R4966:2
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5 Thou meetest him that rejoiceth to do righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: (behold, thou wast wroth, and we have sinned:) in those is perpetuity, and we shall be saved. |
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6 And we are all become as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all fade as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have carried us away; |
Our righteousnesses – Unless covered by the merit of Christ. E445
God uses his righteousness for us, the wedding garment of all his people. Q604:4
As filthy rags – All endeavors toward righteousness on our part aside from the merit of Christ. E445
It would be a fearful thing for us to stand trial before God in our own righteousness. R1261:3, R1392:1
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7 and there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee; for thou hast hidden thy face from us, and hast caused us to melt away through our iniquities. |
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8 And now, Jehovah, thou art our Father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand. |
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9 Be not wroth very sore, O Jehovah, neither remember iniquity for ever. Behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people. |
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10 Thy holy cities are become a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation. |
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11 Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt up with fire, and all our precious things are laid waste. |
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12 Wilt thou restrain thyself in presence of these things, Jehovah? Wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore? |
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