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O God, the heathen have come into your inheritance; they have profaned your holy temple; * they have made Jerusalem a heap of rubble.

They have given the bodies of your servants as food for the birds of the air, * and the flesh of your faithful ones to the beasts of the field.

They have shed their blood like water on every side of Jerusalem, * and there was no one to bury them.

We have become a reproach to our neighbors, * an object of scorn and derision to those around us.

How long will you be angry, O ? * will your fury blaze like fire for ever?

Pour out your wrath upon the heathen who have not known you * and upon the kingdoms that have not called upon your Name.

For they have devoured Jacob * and made his dwelling a ruin.

Remember not our past sins; let your compassion be swift to meet us; * for we have been brought very low.

Help us, O God our Savior, for the glory of your Name; * deliver us and forgive us our sins, for your Name’s sake.