Yet God Is My King
A Maskil of Asaph.
Why, O God? Have You arejected us forever?
Why does Your anger bsmoke against the csheep of Your pasture?
2 Remember Your congregation, which You have apurchased of old,
Which You have bredeemed to be the ctribe of Your inheritance;
And this Mount dZion, where You have dwelt.
3 Lift up Your steps toward the aperpetual ruins;
The enemy bhas damaged everything within the sanctuary.
4 Your adversaries have aroared in the midst of Your meeting place;
They have set up their bown signs cfor signs.
5 Each seems like one who lifts up
An aaxe against the undergrowth of trees.
6 And now its acarved work altogether
They smash with hatchet and hammers.
7 They have aset Your sanctuary on fire;
By bringing it to the ground, they have bdefiled the dwelling place of Your name.
8 They asaid in their heart, “Let us completely subdue them.”
They have burned all the meeting places of God in the land.
9 We do not see our asigns;
There is bno longer any prophet,
Nor is there any among us who knows chow long.
10 How long, O God, will the adversary areproach?
Will the enemy bspurn Your name forever?
11 Why ado You turn back Your hand, even Your right hand?
From within Your bosom, bdestroy them!