Psalms 79:3-11

³They shedded out the blood of them, as water in the compass of Jerusalem; and none there was that buried them.

⁴We be made a shame to our neighbours; mocking and scorning to them, that be in our compass.

⁵Lord, how long shalt thou be wroth into the end? shall thy vengeance be kindled as fire?

⁶Pour out thine ire into heathen men, that know not thee; and into realms, that called not thy name.

⁷For they ate Jacob; and made desolate his place.

⁸Have thou not mind on our eld or old wickednesses; thy mercies before take us soon, for we be made poor greatly.

⁹God, our health, help thou us, and, Lord, for the glory of thy name, deliver thou us; and be thou merciful to our sins, for thy name.

¹⁰Lest peradventure they say among heathen men, Where is the God of them? and be he known among nations before our eyes. The vengeance of the blood of thy servants, which is shed or poured out;

¹¹the wailing of fettered men enter into thy sight. After the greatness of thine arm; wield thou the sons of slain men.