Indeed, You are our Father, and we are the work of Your hands. Do not let Your anger consume us, nor remember our sins forever. Behold us, for we are Your people. The city of Your sanctuary has become a desolate place, Zion is like a wilderness, and Jerusalem is a taunt. The house of our sanctification and glory, which our forefathers cherished, now lies burnt, and everything we held dear has fallen to ruin. All this we have endured, O Lord, as You have remained silent, while we have been humbled greatly. If we reflect on our worthiness, we would justifiably despair, yet in Your goodness, You discipline every child You receive, and thus we approach You in prayer.
For You are our Father, who has proclaimed, My firstborn son is Israel. Although we are the clay molded by You, we dare to plead, 'Do not let Your anger be too fierce, O Lord. We do not deny Your wrath, nor do we seek to provoke it further, but we humbly ask that You refrain from excessive anger and remember not our iniquities during the time of Your judgment. Instead, look upon Your people who once were called by Your name, and have compassion upon the city of Your sanctuary where Your name once dwelt.
This city, called Zion and Jerusalem, rejoices by the flowing river, a place once rich in virtue and peace. Yet now, Your house, our temple of sanctification and glory, where our ancestors glorified You, is reduced to ashes, destroyed by a fierce fire, with no sacrifices offered, no Passover celebrated, nor any of the sacred rites You commanded. All our treasures have been laid to waste. Will You, therefore, withhold Your mercy, allowing us to suffer under those who blaspheme, striking us with an intensity beyond the ordinary?
The Jews may claim this was fulfilled in the days of the Assyrians and Babylonians, yet we bear witness to what transpired through our Savior: I was revealed to those who did not ask Me, I was found by those who did not seek Me. These words refer to the time of Roman triumph, chronicled by Josephus in his works on Jewish history, titled the captivity of the Jews. It is unnecessary to elaborate further, for the truth is evident: all that was cherished has crumbled, and the temple, once a beacon of glory, lies in ruin, reduced to the ashes of a new city, named after Elijah, now a haunt for owls, while they speak in vain in their synagogues.
Shall we endure such anguish and humiliation? We may recount this within the Church, or in the soul of the righteous, which embodies the pinnacle of existence, where the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit dwell. Yet if, due to our transgressions or those of the people, Zion is forsaken, it becomes vulnerable to the fiery darts of the adversary, for all who stray are like the crucible of their hearts. When purity is cast aside, the fire of desire will engulf the temple of God, leading to the collapse and destruction of all that was once revered within us, fulfilling the words of the Psalms: Your sanctuary shall be burned with fire, and the dwelling place of Your name shall be defiled upon the earth. Only He from whose womb flows rivers of living water can extinguish such flames.