1 A Psalm of Asaph.
2 The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be food unto the birds of the heavens,
3 Their blood have they shed like water round about Jerusalem;
4 We are become a reproach to our neighbors,
5 How long, O Jehovah? wilt thou be angry for ever?
6 Pour out thy wrath upon the nations that know thee not,
7 For they have devoured Jacob,
8 Remember not against us the iniquities of our forefathers:
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of thy name;
10 Wherefore should the nations say, Where is their God?
11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee:
12 And render unto our neighbors sevenfold into their bosom
13 So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture