Psalm 74

¹O God, why hast thou cast us off for ever? Why doth thine anger smoke against the sheep of thy pasture?

²Remember 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.

³Lift up thy feet unto the perpetual ruins, All the evil that the enemy hath done in the sanctuary.

⁴Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of thine assembly; They have set up their ensigns for signs.

⁵They seemed as men that lifted up Axes upon a thicket of trees.

⁶And now all the carved work thereof They break down with hatchet and hammers.

⁷They have set thy sanctuary on fire; They have profaned the dwelling-place of thy name by casting it to the ground.

⁸They said in their heart, Let us make havoc of them altogether: They have burned up all the synagogues of God in the land.

⁹We see not our signs: There is no more any prophet; Neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.

¹⁰How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?

¹¹Why drawest thou back thy hand, even thy right hand? Pluck it out of thy bosom and consume them.

¹²Yet God is my King of old, Working salvation in the midst of the earth.

¹³Thou didst divide the sea by thy strength: Thou brakest the heads of the sea-monsters in the waters.