1The nations have invaded Your heritage, O God;
They have defiled Your temple; Jerus’lem’s now but sod.
2They’ve given the dead bodies of Your own saints as meat,
As food to birds of heaven, and beasts of earth to eat.
3They’ve poured out blood like water around Jerusalem;
The dead are strewn, there’s no one to care or bury them.
4We’re objects of reproach to our neighbors everywhere,
Of scoffing and derision to those around us there.
5How long, O Lord? Forever will You be filled with ire?
How long will jealousy and Your anger burn like fire?
6Pour out Your wrath on nations who don’t respect Your fame;
Your anger on the kingdoms that don’t call on Your name.
7For they’ve devoured Jacob, his homeland laid to waste;
8Don’t hold the sins of fathers against us – come in haste!
9Help us, O God our Savior! For glory of Your name;
Deliver and forgive us, for the sake of Your name.
10Why should the nations, boasting, in pride say, “Where’s their God?”
Before our eyes, make known to the nations far abroad,
That You avenge Your people and see their blood outpoured,
That You, before our eyes, show Yourself to be the Lord.
11May groaning of the pris’ners come to Your ear and eye;
By greatness of Your power, preserve those doomed to die.
12Pay back into the laps of our neighbors sevenfold
reproach that they have hurled, Lord; and insults they have told.
13Then we who are Your people – the sheep of Your own field
will thank You, and forever all praise to You we’ll yield.
And from one generation unto all length of days,
We will recount Your glory, and will tell forth Your praise.