⁰A psalm of Asaph.

¹O God, the nations have come into your inheritance; they have made your holy temple unclean; they have turned Jerusalem into heaps of ruins.

²They have set the corpses of your slaves as food to the birds of the skies, the flesh of your faithful to the animals of the land.

³They have poured out their blood like water all around Jerusalem, and there is no one to bury them.

⁴We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a mockery and derision to those around us.

⁵How long, Yahweh? Will you be angry forever? Will your jealousy burn like fire?

⁶Pour out your burning anger on the nations that do not know you, and on the kingdoms that do not call on your name.

⁷For he has devoured Jacob, and they have laid waste his dwelling.

⁸Do not remember against us the guilts of former ones; let your compassions quickly come to meet us, for we have been brought very low.

⁹Help us, O God of our salvation, on account of the word of the weightiness of your name; and deliver us, and cover over our sins for the sake of your name.

¹⁰Why should the nations say, Where is their God? Let the vengeance for the blood of your slaves that was poured out be known among the nations before our eyes.

¹¹Let the groaning of the prisoner come before your face; according to the greatness of your arm, preserve those doomed to death.

¹²And repay our neighbors sevenfold, into their bosom, their reproach with which they reproached you, O Lord.

¹³And we, your people and the flock of your pasture, will give thanks to you forever; generation after generation we will recount your praise.