1A Psalme committed to Asaph. O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance: thine holy Temple haue they defiled, and made Ierusalem heapes of stones.
2The dead bodies of thy seruats haue they giuen to be meat vnto foules of ye heauen: and the flesh of thy Saintes vnto the beastes of the earth.
3Their blood haue they shead like waters rounde about Ierusalem, and there was none to burie them.
4Wee are a reproche to our neighbours, euen a scorne and derision vnto them that are round about vs.
5Lord, howe long wilt thou be angrie, for euer? shall thy gelousie burne like fire?