Psalms

Chapter 74

  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 purchased of old;
    the rod of thine inheritance, which thou hast redeemed; this
    mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt.

  3 Lift up thy feet unto the perpetual desolations; even all that
    the enemy hath done wickedly in the sanctuary.

  4 Thine enemies roar in the midst of thy congregations; they set
    up their ensigns for signs.

  5 A man was famous according as he had lifted up axes upon the
    thick trees.

  6 But now they break down the carved work thereof at once with
    axes and hammers.

  7 They have cast fire into thy sanctuary, they have defiled by
    casting down the dwelling place of thy name to the ground.

  8 They said in their hearts, Let us destroy them together
    have burned up all the synagogues of God in the land.

  9 We see not our signs
    there among us any that knoweth how long.

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

 11 Why withdrawest thou thy hand, even thy right hand? pluck it
    out of thy bosom.

 12 For God is my King of old, working salvation in the midst of
    the earth.

 13 Thou didst divide the sea by thy strength
    heads of the dragons in the waters.

 14 Thou brakest the heads of leviathan in pieces, and gavest him
    to be meat to the people inhabiting the wilderness.

 15 Thou didst cleave the fountain and the flood
    mighty rivers.

 16 The day is thine, the night also is thine
    the light and the sun.

 17 Thou hast set all the borders of the earth
    summer and winter.

 18 Remember this, that the enemy hath reproached, O LORD, and
    that the foolish people have blasphemed thy name.

 19 O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude of
    the wicked: forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.

 20 Have respect unto the covenant
    earth are full of the habitations of cruelty.

 21 O let not the oppressed return ashamed
    praise thy name.

 22 Arise, O God, plead thine own cause
    man reproacheth thee daily.

 23 Forget not the voice of thine enemies
    that rise up against thee increaseth continually.