A Psalm of Asaph
1 O God, the nations have come into Your inheritance; Your holy temple they have
defiled; they have laid Jerusalem in heaps.
2 The dead bodies of Your servants they have given as food for the birds of the heavens,
the flesh of Your saints to the beasts of the earth.
3 Their blood they have shed like water all around Jerusalem, and there was no one to
4 We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to those who are
5 How long, Jehovah? Will You be angry forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?
6 Pour out Your wrath upon the nations that have not known You, and upon the
kingdoms that have not called upon Your name.
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.
8 Oh, do not remember our former iniquities against us! Let Your tender mercies come
speedily to meet us, for we have been brought very low.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Your name; and rescue us, and make
atonement for our sins, for Your name's sake!
10 Why should the nations say, Where is their God? Let it be known among the nations
in our sight, the avenging of the blood of Your servants which has been shed.
11 Let the groaning of the prisoner come before You; according to the greatness of Your
power preserve alive the children of death;
12 and return upon our neighbors sevenfold into their bosom their reproach with which
they have reproached You, O Lord.
13 So we, Your people and sheep of Your pasture, will continually give You thanks; we
will show forth Your praise from generation to generation.