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 burned 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?
11Why, O Lord, do you hold back your hand, why keep your right hand in the folds of your robe?
12Yet God is our king from the ancient days, in the midst of the earth working deeds of salvation.
13It was you who did cleave the sea by your might, and shatter the heads of the ocean monsters.
14It was you who did crush many-headed Leviathan, and give him as food to the beasts of the wilderness.
15It was you who did cleave the fountains and torrents; it was you who did dry the perennial streams.
16Yours is the day; yours, too, is the night, it was you who did establish the sun and the star.
17It was you who did fix all the borders of earth: summer and winter it's you who have made them.
18Yet, for all this, the foe has insulted you, Lord, and a nation of fools has reviled your name.