2 The dead bodies of your servants have they given to be food unto the fowls of heaven, the flesh of your saints unto the beasts of the earth.
3 Their blood have they shed like water round about Jerusalem; and there was none to bury them.
4 We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
5 How long, LORD? will you be angry forever? shall your jealousy burn like fire?
6 Pour out your wrath upon the nations that have not known you, and upon the kingdoms that have not called upon your name.
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.
8 O remember not against us former iniquities: let your tender mercies speedily precede us: for we are brought very low.