The Book of Psalms. The Harvard Classics. 190914. |
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| Book III |
| | | LXXIV |
| | | A Complaint over the Devastation of the Land by the Enemy |
| | | | | Maschil of Asaph. |
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| [1] | O GOD, why hast thou cast us off for ever? Why doth thine anger smoke against the sheep of thy pasture? |
| [2] | Remember thy congregation, which thou hast gotten of old, Which thou hast redeemed to be the tribe of thine inheritance; And mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt. |
| [3] | Lift up thy feet unto the perpetual ruins, All 1 the evil that the enemy hath done in the sanctuary. |
| [4] | Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of thine assembly; They have set up their ensigns for signs. |
| [5] | They seemed 2 as men that lifted up Axes upon a thicket of trees. And now all the carved work thereof They break down with hatchet and hammers. |
| [6] | They have set thy sanctuary on fire; They have profaned the dwelling-place of thy name by casting it to the ground. |
| [7] | They said in their heart, Let us make havoc of them altogether: They have burned up all the synagogues 3 of God in the land. |
| [8] | We see not our signs: There is no more any prophet; Neither is there among us any that knoweth how long. |
| [9] | How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever? |
| [10] | Why drawest thou back thy hand, even thy right hand? Pluck it out of thy bosom and consume them. |
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| [11] | Yet God is my King of old, Working salvation in the midst of the earth. |
| [12] | Thou didst divide 4 the sea by thy strength: Thou brakest the heads of the sea-monsters in the waters. |
| [13] | Thou brakest the heads of leviathan in pieces; Thou gavest him to be food to the people inhabiting the wilderness. |
| [14] | Thou didst cleave fountain and flood: Thou driedst up mighty 5 rivers. |
| [15] | The day is thine, the night also is thine: Thou hast prepared the light 6 and the sun. |
| [16] | Thou hast set all the borders of the earth: Thou hast made summer and winter. |
| [17] | Remember this, that the enemy hath 7 reproached, O Jehovah, And that a foolish people hath blasphemed thy name. |
| [18] | Oh deliver not the 8 soul of thy turtle-dove unto the wild beast: Forget not the life 9 of thy poor for ever. |
| [19] | Have respect unto the covenant; For the dark places of the earth 10 are full of the habitations of violence. |
| [20] | Oh let not the oppressed return ashamed: Let the poor and needy praise thy name. |
| [21] | Arise, O God, plead thine own cause: Remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee all the day. |
| [22] | Forget not the voice of thine adversaries: The tumult of those that rise up against thee ascendeth 11 continually. |
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