[Maschil of Asaph.]
1
O God, why hast thou cast vs off for euer?
why doeth thine anger smoke against the sheepe of thy pasture?
2
Remember thy Congregation which thou hast purchased of olde: the rod of thine inheritance which thou hast redeemed, this mount Sion, wherein thou hast dwelt.
3
Lift vp thy feete vnto the perpetuall desolations: euen all that the enemie hath done wickedly in the Sanctuarie.
4
Thine enemies roare in the midst of thy congregations: they set vp their ensignes for signes.
5
A man was famous according as he had lifted vp axes vpon the thicke trees.
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But now they breake downe the carued worke thereof at once, with axes and hammers.
7
They haue cast fire into thy Sanctuary, they haue defiled by casting downe, the dwelling place of thy Nawe to the ground.
8
They said in their hearts, Let vs destroy them together: they haue burnt vp all the Synagogues of God in the land.
9
We see not our signes, there is no more any prophet, neither is there among vs any that knoweth howe long.
10
O God, how long shall the aduersarie reproach?
shall the enemie blaspheme thy Name for euer?
11
Why withdrawest thou thy hand, euen thy right hand?
plucke it out of thy bosome.
12
For God is my King of old working saluation in the midst of the earth.
13
Thou didst diuide the sea by thy strength: thou brakest the heads of the dragons in the waters.
14
Thou brakest the heads of Leuiathan in pieces, and gauest him to bee meat to the people inhabiting the wildernesse.
15
Thou didst cleaue the fountaine and the flood: thou driedst vp mightie riuers.
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The day is thine, the night also is thine: thou hast prepared the light and the sunne.
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Thou hast set all the borders of the earth: Thou hast made Summer and Winter.
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Remember this, that the enemie hath reproached, O Lord, and that the foolish people haue blasphemed thy Name.
19
O deliuer not the soule of thy turtle doue vnto the multitude of the wicked forget not the Congregation of thy poore for euer.
20
Haue respect vnto the couenant: for the darke places of the earth are full of the habitations of crueltie.
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O let not the oppressed returne ashamed: let the poore and needie praise thy name.
22
Arise, O God, plead thine owne cause: remember how the foolish man reprocheth thee daily.
23
Forget not the voyce of thine enemies: the tumult of those that rise vp against thee, increaseth continually.