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Psalm 79.
O Lord, the Heathen do invade
thine heritage, by them
Thy Temple is defil'd, on heaps
they lay Jerusalem.
[verse 2] The bodies of thy Saints they give
to fowls of th'air for meat,
The flesh of all thy servants dear
to the wilde beasts to eat.
[verse 3] Like water they have spilt their bloud
about Jerusalem,
As for their bodies there is none
takes care to bury them.
[verse 4] To all our neighbours bordering neer,
a vile reproach are we,
A scorn and mocking stock to those
that round about us be.
[verse 5] How long, O Lord, for evermore
shall thus thine anger last?
And shall thy burning jealousie
like fire devour and waste?
[verse 6] Upon the Heathen pour thy wrath
that have not known thy name,
And on the Kingdomes all that have
not call'd upon the same.