61He gave his strength up to captivity, his glory to the hands of the foe.
62He gave his people to the sword, he was furious with his own.
63Fire devoured their young men, and their maidens had no marriage-song.
64Their priests fell by the sword, and their widows could not weep.
65Then the Lord awoke as from sleep, like a warrior flushed with wine;
66and he beat back his foes, putting them to perpetual scorn.
67He disowned the tent of Joseph, he rejected the tribe of Ephraim;
Psalms 78
Psalms 78:61-67