Psalms
79:1 O GOD, the heathen are come into thine inheritance; thy holy temple have
they defiled; they have laid Jerusalem on heaps.
79:2 The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be meat unto the
fowls of the heaven, the flesh of thy saints unto the beasts of the
earth.
79:3 Their blood have they shed like water round about Jerusalem; and there
was none to bury them.
79:4 We are become a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them
that are round about us.
79:5 How long, LORD? wilt thou be angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn
like fire?
79:6 Pour out thy wrath upon the heathen that have not known thee, and upon
the kingdoms that have not called upon thy name.
79:7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.
79:8 O remember not against us former iniquities: let thy tender mercies
speedily prevent us: for we are brought very low.
79:9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of thy name: and deliver
us, and purge away our sins, for thy name's sake.
79:10 Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be known
among the heathen in our sight by the revenging of the blood of thy
servants which is shed.
79:11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the
greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to die;
79:12 And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their
reproach, wherewith they have reproached thee, O Lord.
79:13 So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture will give thee thanks for
ever: we will shew forth thy praise to all generations.
