Psalm

79 O God, the nations have come into your inheritance;+

They have defiled your holy temple;+

They have laid Jerusalem in a heap of ruins.+

 2 They have given the dead body of your servants as food to the fowls of the heavens,+

The flesh of your loyal ones to the wild beasts of the earth.+

 3 They have poured out their blood like water

All around Jerusalem, and there is no one to do the burying.+

 4 We have become a reproach to our neighbors,+

A derision and a jeering to those round about us.+

 5 How long, O Jehovah, will you be incensed? Forever?+

How long will your ardor burn just like fire?+

 6 Pour out your rage upon the nations that have not known you,+

And upon the kingdoms that have not called upon your own name.+

 7 For they have eaten up Jacob,+

And they have caused his own abiding place to be desolated.+

 8 Do not remember against us the errors of ancestors.+

Hurry! Let your mercies confront us,+

For we have become greatly impoverished.+

 9 Help us, O God of our salvation,+

For the sake of the glory of your name;+

And deliver us and cover over our sins on account of your name.+

10 Why should the nations say: “Where is their God?”+

Among the nations let there be known before our eyes+

The avenging of the blood of your servants that has been shed.+

11 May the sighing of the prisoner come in even before you.+

According to the greatness of your arm preserve* those appointed to death.*+

12 And repay to our neighbors seven times into their bosom+

Their reproach with which they have reproached you, O Jehovah.*+

13 As for us your people and the flock of your pasturage,+

We shall give thanks to you to time indefinite;

From generation to generation we shall declare your praise.+