1A song of Asaph. O God! Nations have come into Your heritage, they have defiled Your Holy Temple, they have made Jerusalem into heaps.
2They have given the corpses of Your servants as food to the birds of the heaven, the flesh of Your pious ones to the beasts of the earth.
3They have spilt their blood like water around Jerusalem, and no one buries [them].
4We were a disgrace to our neighbors, ridicule and derision to those around us.
5How long, O Lord? Will You be wroth forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?
6Pour out Your wrath upon the nations that do not know You and upon the kingdoms that did not call out in Your name.
7For they devoured Jacob and made his dwelling desolate.
8Do not remember for us the early iniquities; may Your mercies quickly come before us for we have become very poor.
9Help us, O God of our salvation, on account of the glory of Your name, and save us and atone for our sins for Your name's sake.
10Why should the nations say, "Where is their God?" Let it be known among the nations before our eyes the revenge of the spilt blood of Your servants.
11May the cry of the prisoner come before You; according to the greatness of Your arm, set free the children of the mother who died.
12And return to our neighbors sevenfold into their bosom, their reproach with which they reproached You, O Lord.
13But we, Your people and the flock of Your pasture, shall thank You forever; to all generations we shall recite Your praise.