1. O LORD, the Gentiles do invade, thine heritage to spoile: Ierusalem an heape is made, thy temple they desoile. 2. The bodies of thy Saints most dear abroad to birds they cast: The flesh of such as do thee fear the beasts devour and wast. 3. Their blood throughout Ierusalem as water spilt they have: So that there is not one of them to lay their dead in grave. 4. Thus are wee made a laughing stock almost the world throughout: The enemies at us jest and mock, which dwell our coastes about. 5. Wilt thou, O LORD, thus in thine ire against us ever fume? And shew thy wrath as hote as fire, thy folk for to consume? 6. Upon these people poure the same who did thee never know: All realmes which call not on the Name consume and overthrow. 7. For they have got the upper hand, and Iaakobs seed destroid: His habitation and his land they have left waste and void. 8. Bear not in minde our former faults, with speed some pittie show: And aid us, LORD, in all assaults, for wee are weak and low. 9. O GOD, that gives all health and grace, on us declare the same: Weigh not our works, our sins deface for honour of thy Name. 10. Why shall the wicked still alway to us as people dumb, In thy reproach rejoice and say, where is their GOD become? Require O LORD, as thou seest good before our eyes in sight, Of all these folk thy servants blood, which they spilt in dispight. 11. Receive into their sight in hast the clamours, grief and wrong Of such as are in prison cast, sustaining yrons strong. Thy force and strength to celebrate, LORD, set them out of band: Who unto death are destinate, and in their enemies hand. 12. The nations that hath ben so bold, as to blaspheme thy Name: Into their laps with seven fold repay again the same. 13. So wee thy folk, thy pasture sheep will praise thee evermore: And teach all ages for to keep for thee like praise in store.
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