2Remember thy congregation, which thou hast purchased of old, which thou hast redeemed to be the tribe of thine inheritance; and mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt.
3Lift up thy feet unto the perpetual ruins, all the evil that the enemy hath done in the sanctuary.
4Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of thine assembly; they have set up their ensigns for signs.
5They seemed as men that lifted up axes upon a thicket of trees.
6And now all the carved work thereof together they break down with hatchet and hammers.
7They have set thy sanctuary on fire; they have profaned the dwelling place of thy name even to the ground.
8They said in their heart, Let us make havoc of them altogether: they have burned 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.
10How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?
11Why drawest thou back thy hand, even thy right hand? pluck it out of thy bosom and consume them.
12Yet God is my King of old, working salvation in the midst of the earth.