1 A Psalm of Asaph. O God, the Gentiles have entered into your inheritance; they have polluted your holy temple. They have set Jerusalem as a place to tend fruit trees.
2 They have placed the dead bodies of your servants as food for the birds of the sky, the flesh of your saints for the beasts of the earth.
3 They have poured out their blood like water all around Jerusalem, and there was no one who would bury them.
4 We have become a disgrace to our neighbors, an object of ridicule and mockery to those who are around us.
5 How long, O Lord? Will you be angry until the end? Will your zeal be kindled like a fire?
6 Pour out your wrath among the Gentiles, who have not known you, and upon the kingdoms that have not invoked your name.