1A melody of Asaph. O God, the nations have come into your inheritance; they have defiled your holy temple; they have made Jerusalem a heap of ruins.2They have given the carcasses of your servants as food to the birds of the heavens and the flesh of your pious ones to the living things of the land.3They have poured out their blood like water around Jerusalem, and there is no one to bury them.4We have become a reproach to our neighbors, an object of derision and scorn to those around us.5How long, O LORD, will you be angry forever? Will your jealousy burn like fire?6Pour out your rage on the nations that have not known you and on the kingdoms that have not called on your name.7For they have devoured Jacob and laid waste his pasture.8Do not remember against us the iniquities of the first ones; let your compassions quickly come to meet us, for we are brought very low.9Help us, O God of our salvation, for the sake of the glory of your name; deliver us and provide atonement for our sins for the sake of your name.10Why should the nations say, Where is their God? Let the avenging of the blood of your servants that has been poured out be known among the nations in our sight.11Let the groaning of the prisoner come before you; by the greatness of your arm preserve the sons of death.12Return sevenfold into the bosom of our neighbors the reproach with which they have taunted you, O Lord.13But we are your people and the flock of your pasturing; we will give thanks to you forever; from generation to generation we will recount your praise.