7. There is none that calleth upon thy name: that riseth up, and taketh hold of thee: thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast crushed us in the hand of our iniquity.
8. And now, O Lord, thou art our father, and we are clay: and thou art our maker, and we all are the works of thy hands.
9. Be not very angry, O Lord, and remember no longer our iniquity: behold, see we are all thy people.