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,