A Maskil of Asaph.
Why does Your anger smoke against the sheep of Your pasture?
Which You have redeemed to be the tribe of Your inheritance;
And this Mount Zion, where You have dwelt.
The enemy has damaged everything within the sanctuary.
They have set up their own standards for signs.
His axe in a forest of trees.
They smash with hatchet and hammers.
They have defiled the dwelling place of Your name.
They have burned all the meeting places of God in the land.
There is no longer any prophet,
Nor is there any among us who knows how long.
And the enemy spurn Your name forever?
From within Your bosom, destroy them!
Who works deeds of deliverance in the midst of the earth.
You broke the heads of the sea monsters in the waters.
You gave him as food for the creatures of the wilderness.
You dried up ever-flowing streams.
You have prepared the light and the sun.
You have made summer and winter.
And a foolish people has spurned Your name.
Do not forget the life of Your afflicted forever.
For the dark places of the land are full of the habitations of violence.
Let the afflicted and needy praise Your name.
Remember how the foolish man reproaches You all day long.
The uproar of those who rise against You which ascends continually.