2Remember thy congregation, which thou hast purchased of old; The rod of thine inheritance, which thou hast redeemed; This mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt.
3Lift up thy feet unto the perpetual desolations; Even all that the enemy hath done wickedly in the sanctuary.
4Thine enemies roar in the midst of thy congregations; They set up their ensigns for signs.
5A man was famous according as he had lifted up Axes upon the thick trees.
6But now they break down the carved work thereof At once with axes and hammers.
7They have cast fire into thy sanctuary, They have defiled by casting down the dwelling place of thy name to the ground.
8They said in their hearts, Let us destroy them together: They have burnt 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.
10O God, how long shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?
11Why withdrawest thou thy hand, even thy right hand? Pluck it out of thy bosom.
12For God is my King of old, Working salvation in the midst of the earth.