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

But now, O Lord, thou (art) our Father - (.)

We (are) the clay, and thou our potter - (; .) Unable to mould themselves aright, they beg the sovereign will of God to mould them unto salvation, even as He made them at the first, and is their "Father."

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