Isaiah 64
Big idea: The prayer at full stretch: tear the sky open and come down. And its lowest point is an admission most religious texts avoid — that even the good things they have done are unpresentable.
The chapter completes the prayer begun at 63:7, and chapter 65 is the answer to it.
64:1–12 — We are the clay, and you our potter
The request is violent and physical: oh that you would tear the heavens open and come down, so that the mountains would shake at your presence — as fire kindles brushwood and makes water boil, to make your name known to your adversaries, so that the nations may tremble at your presence. The comparison is chosen for speed: dry brush catches instantly. And the precedent is a memory: when you did awesome things we did not expect, you came down, and the mountains shook. What is asked for is a repeat of something that has happened.
1 Oh that you would tear the heavens, that you would come down, that the mountains might quake at your presence— 2 as when fire kindles the brushwood, and the fire causes the water to boil. Make your name known to your adversaries, that the nations may tremble at your presence! 3 When you did awesome things which we didn’t look for, you came down, and the mountains quaked at your presence. 4 For from of old men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, nor has the eye seen a God besides you, who works for him who waits for him. 5 You meet him who rejoices and does righteousness, those who remember you in your ways. Behold, you were angry, and we sinned. We have been in sin for a long time. Shall we be saved? 6 For we have all become like one who is unclean, and all our righteousness is like a polluted garment. We all fade like a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away. 7 There is no one who calls on your name, who stirs himself up to take hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us, and have consumed us by means of our iniquities. 8 But now, Yahweh, you are our Father. We are the clay and you our potter. We all are the work of your hand. 9 Don’t be furious, Yahweh. Don’t remember iniquity forever. Look and see, we beg you, we are all your people. 10 Your holy cities have become a wilderness. Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation. 11 Our holy and our beautiful house where our fathers praised you is burned with fire. All our pleasant places are laid waste. 12 Will you hold yourself back for these things, Yahweh? Will you keep silent and punish us very severely?
Scripture text: World English Bible (public domain).