Isa_64:8 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.
Ver. 8. But now, O Lord, thou art our father.] Or, Yet now, O Lord, thou art our father; therefore "we shall not die," say they, {Heb_1:12} boldly, but warrantably. See on Isa_63:16.
We are the clay, and thou art our potter.] This was grown to a proverb among the heathens also,
Kåñáìïò ï áíèñùðïò
, Man is a clod of clay;
ðçëïò êïìøùò ðåöõñáìåíïò
, A piece of clay neatly made up, saith Arian upon Epictetus. Fictus ex argilla et luto homulus, {a} saith Cicero. And Nigidius was surnamed Figulus, or the Potter, saith Augustine, because he used to say that man was nothing else but an earthen vessel. See 2Co_4:7; 2Co_5:1.
We are all the work of thy hands.] Both as made and remade by thee; therefore despise us not. {Job_10:8-9 Psa_138:8} Look upon the wounds of thy hands, and forsake not the work of thine hands, prayed Queen Elizabeth.