1 God, nations have invaded your land to desecrate your holy Temple, to destroy Jerusalem,
2 to give the corpses of your servants as food for the birds of the skies and the flesh of your godly ones to the beasts of the earth;
3 to make their blood flow like water around Jerusalem, with no one being buried.
4 We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a mockery and a derision to those around us.
5 How long, LORD, will you be angry? Forever? Will your jealousy burn like fire?
6 Pour out your wrath upon the nations that do not acknowledge you, and over the kingdoms that do not call on your name.
7 For they consumed Jacob, making his dwelling place desolate.
8 Don't charge us for previous iniquity, but let your compassion come quickly to us, for we have been brought very low.
9 Help us, God, our deliverer, on account of your glorious name, deliver us and forgive our sins on account of your name.
10 Why should the nations say, "Where is their God?" Let vengeance for the blood of your servants be meted out before our eyes and among the nations.
11 Let the cries of the prisoners reach you. With the strength of your power, release those condemned to death.
12 Pay back our neighbors seven times the reproach with which they reproached you, LORD.
13 Then we, your people, the sheep of your pasture, will praise you always, from generation to generation. We will declare your praise. For the Director of Music: According to "The Lilies". A testimony of Asaph. A psalm.