[1] O God, pagan nations have conquered your land, your special possession. They have defiled your holy Temple and made Jerusalem a heap of ruins.
[2] They have left the bodies of your servants as food for the birds of heaven. The flesh of your godly ones has become food for the wild animals.
[3] Blood has flowed like water all around Jerusalem; no one is left to bury the dead.
[4] We are mocked by our neighbors, an object of scorn and derision to those around us.
[5] O Lord, how long will you be angry with us? Forever? How long will your jealousy burn like fire?
[6] Pour out your wrath on the nations that refuse to acknowledge you— on kingdoms that do not call upon your name.
[7] For they have devoured your people Israel, making the land a desolate wilderness.
[8] Do not hold us guilty for the sins of our ancestors! Let your compassion quickly meet our needs, for we are on the brink of despair.
[9] Help us, O God of our salvation! Help us for the glory of your name. Save us and forgive our sins for the honor of your name.
[10] Why should pagan nations be allowed to scoff, asking, “Where is their God?” Show us your vengeance against the nations, for they have spilled the blood of your servants.
[11] Listen to the moaning of the prisoners. Demonstrate your great power by saving those condemned to die.
[12] O Lord, pay back our neighbors seven times for the scorn they have hurled at you.
[13] Then we your people, the sheep of your pasture, will thank you forever and ever, praising your greatness from generation to generation.