Young's Literal Translation
How Long, O Lord?
1A Psalm of Asaph. O God, nations have come into Thy inheritance, They have defiled Thy holy temple, They made Jerusalem become heaps,
2They gave the dead bodies of Thy servants Food for the fowls of the heavens, The flesh of Thy saints For the wild beast of the earth.
3They have shed their blood As water round about Jerusalem, And there is none burying.
4We have been a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
5Till when, O Jehovah? art Thou angry for ever? Thy jealousy doth burn as fire.
6Pour Thy fury on the nations who have not known Thee, And on kingdoms that have not called in Thy name.
7For [one] hath devoured Jacob, And his habitation they have made desolate.
8Remember not for us the iniquities of forefathers, Haste, let Thy mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.
9Help us, O God of our salvation, Because of the honour of Thy name, And deliver us, and cover over our sins, For Thy name’s sake.
10Why do the nations say, ‘Where [is] their God?’ Let be known among the nations before our eyes, The vengeance of the blood of Thy servants that is shed.
11Let the groaning of the prisoner come in before Thee, According to the greatness of Thine arm, Leave Thou the sons of death.
12And turn Thou back to our neighbours, Sevenfold unto their bosom, their reproach, Wherewith they reproached Thee, O Lord.
13And we, Thy people, and the flock of Thy pasture, We give thanks to Thee to the age, To all generations we recount Thy praise!