1 A Psalm of Asaph. {N} O God, the heathen are come into Thine inheritance; they have defiled Thy holy temple; {N} they have made Jerusalem into heaps. 2 They have given the dead bodies of Thy servants to be food unto the fowls of the heaven, {N} the flesh of Thy saints unto the beasts of the earth. 3 They have shed their blood like water round about Jerusalem, with none to bury them. 4 We are become a taunt to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us. 5 How long, O LORD, wilt Thou be angry for ever? How long will Thy jealousy burn like fire? 6 Pour out Thy wrath upon the nations that know Thee not, {N} and upon the kingdoms that call not upon Thy name. 7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his habitation. 8 Remember not against us the iniquities of our forefathers; {N} let Thy compassions speedily come to meet us; for we are brought very low. 9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the sake of the glory of Thy name; {N} and deliver us, and forgive our sins, for Thy name's sake. 10 Wherefore should the nations say: 'Where is their God?' {N} Let the avenging of Thy servants' blood that is shed be made known among the nations in our sight. 11 Let the groaning of the prisoner come before Thee; according to the greatness of Thy power set free those that are appointed to death; 12 And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, {N} wherewith they have reproached Thee, O Lord. 13 So we that are Thy people and the flock of Thy pasture will give Thee thanks for ever; {N} we will tell of Thy praise to all generations. {P}