The Nation Cries for Jerusalem
A psalm of Asaph.
1God, nations have come against your chosen people.
They have ruined your holy Temple.
They have turned Jerusalem into ruins.
2They have given the bodies of your servants as food to the wild birds.
They have given the bodies of those who worship you to the wild animals.
3They have spilled blood like water all around Jerusalem.
No one was left to bury the dead.
4We are a joke to the other nations;
they laugh and make fun of us.
5Lord, how long will this last?
Will you be angry forever?
How long will your jealousy burn like a fire?
6Be angry with the nations that do not know you
and with the kingdoms that do not honor you.
7They have gobbled up the people of Jacob
and destroyed their land.
8Don’t punish us for our past sins.
Show your mercy to us soon,
because we are helpless!
9God our Savior, help us
so people will praise you.
Save us and forgive our sins
so people will honor you.
10Why should the nations say,
“Where is their God?”
Tell the other nations in our presence
that you punish those who kill your servants.
11Hear the moans of the prisoners.
Use your great power
to save those sentenced to die.
12Repay those around us seven times over
for their insults to you, Lord.
13We are your people, the sheep of your flock.
We will thank you always;
forever and ever we will praise you.