1A maskil of Asaph. Why, O God, have you spurned us forever? Why smokes your wrath against the sheep of your pasture?
2Remember the community you purchased of old to become by redemption the tribe of your heritage, Zion, the mountain you made your home.
3Rouse yourself, visit its ruins complete. In the temple the foe has made havoc of all things.
4Like lions your enemies roared through your house, replacing our symbols by signs of their own,
5hacking, like woodsmen who lift axes on thickets of trees,
6smashing with hatchets and hammers all of its carved work together.
7They have set your temple on fire, to the very ground they have outraged the place where lives your name.
8They have said in their heart, “Let us utterly crush them.” They have burnt all the houses of God in the land.
9No symbol of ours do we see any more: no prophet is there any more, none is with us who knows how long.
10How long, O God, is the foe to insult? Shall the enemy spurn your name forever?