1Yo, can you just tear open the heavens and slide down? Let the mountains vibe down in your presence.

2Like when fire melts stuff, and it makes the waters bubble, showing your name to the haters, so the nations are shook in your presence!

3You did some wild stuff we didn’t even expect, and then you came down, and the mountains were like, "Whoa!"

4For real, since day one, peeps haven’t heard or seen anything like what you got planned for those who wait on you, no cap.

5You vibe with those who are pumped and do good things, remembering you in their ways: but you’re mad 'cause we messed up; in those is hope, and we’ll be saved.

6But we’re all kinda sus, and our good deeds are like dirty rags; we fade like leaves, and our wrongs just blow us away.

7And no one’s calling on your name, trying to grab hold of you: you’ve hidden your face from us and we’re done for because of our wrongs.

8But now, Lord, you’re our dad; we’re the clay, and you’re the potter; we’re all your masterpiece.

9Don’t be too mad, Lord, and don’t hold our wrongs against us forever: check it, we’re all your peeps.

10Your holy cities are straight up a wasteland, Zion’s a ghost town, and Jerusalem’s just sad.

11Our holy and beautiful spot, where our fam praised you, is all burnt up, and our good vibes are wrecked.

12Are you just gonna chill while all this happens, Lord? Are you gonna stay silent and let us suffer hard?

1Oh that thou wouldest rend the heavens, that thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might flow down at thy presence,

2As when the melting fire burneth, the fire causeth the waters to boil, to make thy name known to thine adversaries, that the nations may tremble at thy presence!

3When thou didst terrible things which we looked not for, thou camest down, the mountains flowed down at thy presence.

4For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, beside thee, what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him.

5Thou meetest him that rejoiceth and worketh righteousness, those that remember thee in thy ways: behold, thou art wroth; for we have sinned: in those is continuance, and we shall be saved.

6But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.

7And there is none that calleth upon thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of thee: for thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast consumed us, because of our iniquities.

8But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.

9Be not wroth very sore, O Lord, neither remember iniquity for ever: behold, see, we beseech thee, we are all thy people.

10Thy holy cities are a wilderness, Zion is a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.

11Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised thee, is burned up with fire: and all our pleasant things are laid waste.

12Wilt thou refrain thyself for these things, O Lord? wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us very sore?