A Psalm of Asaph.
O God, the
heathen are come into thine inheritance; thy holy
temple have they defiled; they have laid
Jerusalem on heaps.
02 The dead bodies of thy servants have they
given to be meat unto the fowls of the heaven,
the flesh of thy saints unto the beasts of the
earth.
03 Their blood have they shed like water round
about Jerusalem; and there was none to bury them.
04 We are become a reproach to our neighbours, a
scorn and derision to them that are round about
us.
05 How long, Lord? wilt thou be angry for ever?
shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
06 Pour out thy wrath upon the heathen that have
not known thee, and upon the kingdoms that have
not called upon thy name.
07 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste
his dwelling place.
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08 O remember not against us former iniquities:
let thy tender mercies speedily prevent us: for
we are brought very low.
09 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory
of thy name: and deliver us, and purge away our
sins, for thy name's sake.
10 Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is
their God? let him be known among the heathen in
our sight by the revenging of the blood of thy
servants which is shed.
11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before
thee; according to the greatness of thy power
preserve thou those that are appointed to die;
12 And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into
their bosom their reproach, wherewith they have
reproached thee, O Lord.
13 So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture will
give thee thanks for ever: we will shew forth thy
praise to all generations.
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