1 O God, the nations have come into Your inheritance; Your sacred temple have they defiled; they have made Jerusalem heaps of ruins.

2 T he dead bodies of Your servants they have given as food to the birds of the heavens, the flesh of Your saints to the beasts of the earth.

3 T heir blood they have poured out like water round about Jerusalem, and there was none to bury them.

4 w e have become a taunt and reproach to our neighbors, a mocking and derision to those who are round about us.

5 H ow long, O Lord? Will You be angry forever? Shall Your jealousy burn like fire?

6 P our out Your wrath on the Gentile nations who do not acknowledge You, and upon the kingdoms that do not call on Your name.

7 F or they have devoured Jacob and laid waste his dwelling and his pasture.

8 O do not remember against us the iniquities and guilt of our forefathers! Let Your compassion and tender mercy speedily come to meet us, for we are brought very low.

9 H elp us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Your name! Deliver us, forgive us, and purge away our sins for Your name’s sake.

10 W hy should the Gentile nations say, Where is their God? Let vengeance for the blood of Your servants which is poured out be known among the nations in our sight.

11 L et the groaning and sighing of the prisoner come before You; according to the greatness of Your power and Your arm spare those who are appointed to die!

12 A nd return into the bosom of our neighbors sevenfold the taunts with which they have taunted and scoffed at You, O Lord!

13 T hen we Your people, the sheep of Your pasture, will give You thanks forever; we will show forth and publish Your praise from generation to generation.