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A Psalm of Asaph.
1 O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance; thy holy temple have they defiled; they have laid
Jerusalem on heaps.
2 The dead bodies of thy servants have they given
to be meat unto the fowls of the heaven, the flesh of thy saints unto the beasts of the earth.
6 Pour out thy wrath upon the heathen that have not known thee, and upon the kingdoms that have not called
upon thy name.
8 O remember not against us former iniquities: let thy tender mercies speedily prevent us: for we are brought
very low.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of thy name: and deliver us, and purge away our sins,
for thy name’s sake.
10 Wherefore should the heathen say, Where
is their God? let him be known among the heathen in our sight
by the revenging of the blood of thy servants
which is shed.
11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thy power preserve thou
those that are appointed to die;