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1 A Psalme of Asaph. O God the Heathen are come into thy inheritaunce: thy holy temple haue they defyled, and made Ierusalem an heape of stones.
2 The deed bodyes of thy seruauntes haue they geuen to be meate, vnto the foules of the ayre, and the flesh of thy saynctes vnto the beastes of the lande.
3 Their bloud haue they shed lyke water on euery syde of Ierusalem, and there was no man to burye them.
4 We are become an open shame vnto oure enemies, a very scorne and derysyon vnto them that are rounde aboute us.
5 Lorde, how longe wylt thou be angrye? shall thy gelousy burne lyke fyre for euer?
6 Poure out thyne indignacion vpon the Heathen that haue not knowne the, and vpon the kyngdome that haue not called vpon thy name.
7 For they haue deuoured Iacob, and layed waste his dwellinge place.