Thomson(i)
3 Lift up thy hands against their perpetual haughtiness; for all that the enemy hath wickedly done in thy Holies.
4 They who hate thee have indeed triumphed: in the midst of thy festival they set up their own signs:
5 The signs pointing to the entrance above they did not know. As if in a forest of trees,
6 they cut down with axes the doors of that entrance. Then with hatchets and mattocks they broke it down.
7 They burned thy sanctuary to the ground with fire: they profaned the habitation of thy name.
8 They said, The whole brood of them are in their heart set upon this: come, let us cause to cease from the land the festivals of the Lord.
9 The signs peculiarly ours we do not see: there is no more a prophet; nor will he any more acknowledge us.
10 How long O God, shall the enemy reproach? Shall the adversary blaspheme thy name forever?
11 Why dost thou withdraw thy hand? Let thy right hand be ever out of thy bosom.
12 God was indeed our king of old. He wrought deliverance in the midst of this land.
13 Thou by thy power didst exercise dominion over the sea: thou didst crush the heads of the dragons in the water.
14 Thou didst crush the heads of the dragon: thou gavest him to be meat for the Ethiopean tribes.
15 Thou didst cause springs and torrents to burst forth. Thou didst dry up the rivers of Etham.
16 Thine is the day and the night is thine: it is thou who preparedst the sun and moon.
17 Thou hast made all the borders of the earth: summer and spring were made by thee.
18 Remember this creation of thine. An enemy hath reproached the Lord; a foolish people hath blasphemed thy name.
19 Deliver not up to the wild beasts a soul which praiseth thee. Forget not forever the souls of thy afflicted people.
20 Have respect to thy covenant, because the dark places of this land have been filled with habitations of iniquity;
21 let not him who hath been humbled and shamed be utterly scorned: let the afflicted and needy praise thy name.
22 Arise, God, plead thine own cause: remember the reproaches cast on thee, all day long, by a fool.
23 Forget not the voice of thy suppliants: let the pride of them, who hate thee, ascend continually before thee.