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But now, Adonai, You are our Father.
We are the clay and You are our potter,
We are all the work of Your hand.
Do not be angry much more, Adonai,
or remember iniquity forever.
Oh, please see,
we are all Your people!
Your holy cities became a wilderness,
Zion has become a wilderness,
Jerusalem a desolation.

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