A Psalm by Asaph.
God, the nations have come into your inheritance.
They have defiled your holy temple.
They have laid Jerusalem in heaps.
They have given the dead bodies of your servants to be food for the birds of the sky, the flesh of your saints to the animals of the earth.
They have shed their blood like water around Jerusalem.
There was no one to bury them.
We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scoffing and derision to those who are around us.
How long, LORD?
Will you be angry forever?
Will your jealousy burn like fire?