[1] O Lord, the heathen are come into thyne inheritaunce: they haue defiled thy holy temple, they haue made Hierusale an heape [of stones[2]They haue geuen the dead bodies of thy seruauntes to be meate vnto the foules of the ayre: and the fleshe of thy saintes vnto the beastes of the lande[3]They haue shed their blood like water on euery syde of Hierusalem: and there is none to burie them[4]We are become an open shame vnto our neyghbours: a very scorne and derision vnto them that are rounde about vs[5]O God, howe long wylt thou be angry? shall thy ielousie burne lyke fire for euer[6]Powre out thine indignation vpon the Heathen that haue not knowen thee: and vpon the kingdomes that haue not called vpon thy name[7]For they haue deuoured Iacob: and layde waste his dwelling place[8]O remember not against vs sinnes that be past, with all speede let thy tender mercy preuent vs: for we are brought very lowe[9]Helpe vs O Lord of our saluation for the glory of thy name: deliuer vs, and be mercyfull vnto our sinnes for thy names sake[10]Wherefore do the Heathen say, where is nowe their God? let the vengeaunce of thy seruauntes blood that is shed, be [openly knowen] amongst the Heathen in our sight[11]Let the sorowfull sighing of the prisoners come before thee, accordyng vnto the greatnes of thy power: preserue thou those that [are] appoynted to dye[12]And rewarde thou our neighbours seuen folde into their bosome: their blasphemie wherewith they haue blasphemed thee O God[13]So we who be thy people and sheepe of thy pasture wyll confesse thee for euer: and we wyll alway set foorth in wordes thy prayse, from generation to generation