1A Psalm of Asaph. O God, the nations have come into your inheritance; Your holy temple they have defiled; They have laid Jerusalem in heaps.
2The dead bodies of your servants they have given to be food to the birds of the heavens, The flesh of your saints to the beasts of the earth.
3Their blood they have shed like water all around Jerusalem; And there was none to bury them.
4We have become a reproach to our neighbors, A scoffing and derision to those who are around us.
5How long, O Yehovah? will you be angry forever? Shall your jealousy burn like fire?
6Pour out your wrath upon the nations that do not know you, And upon the kingdoms that do not call upon your name.
7For they have devoured Jacob, And laid waste his habitation.
8Do not remember against us the iniquities of our forefathers: Let your tender mercies speedily meet us; For we are brought very low.
9Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of your name; And deliver us, and forgive our sins, for your name’s sake.
10Why should the nations say, Where is their God? Let the avenging of the blood of your servants which is shed Be known among the nations in our sight.
11Let the sighing of the prisoner come before you: According to the greatness of your power preserve those who are appointed to death;
12And render to our neighbors sevenfold into their bosom Their reproach, with which they have reproached you, O Lord.
13So we your people and sheep of your pasture Will give you thanks forever: We will declare your praise to all generations.