Psalm 74:1-Psalm 75:1 - Prayer For Israel

¹ Wherefore, O God, hast thou cast off utterly? Shall thine anger smoke against the flock of thine own pasturing? ² Remember thine own assembly thou didst acquire aforetime, Thou didst redeem the tribe of thine own inheritance, Mount Zion, wherein thou didst take up thy habitation. ³ Lift up thy steps unto the places utterly unsafe, All the mischief! - the foe in the sanctuary! ⁴ Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of thine appointed meeting, They have set their ensigns as tokens! ⁵ One used to be known according as he carried up high - into the thicket of trees - the axes; ⁶ But, now, the doors thereof all together, with axes and hammers, they batter down. ⁷ They have cast, into the fire, thy sanctuary, To the ground, have they profaned the habitation of thy Name. ⁸ They have said in their heart, Let us suppress them altogether, They have burned up all the meeting-places of GOD in the land. ⁹ Our own signs, have we not seen, - There is no longer a prophet, - Neither is there with us, one who knoweth - How long! ¹⁰ How long, O God, shall the adversary, reproach? Shall the enemy revile thy Name perpetually? ¹¹ Wherefore shouldst thou withdraw thy hand - thy right hand? Bring it out of the midst of thy bosom! Selah.

¹² But, God, hath been my king from aforetime, Working Deliverances in the midst of the earth. ¹³ Thou, didst cleave asunder, in thy might, the sea, Thou didst break in pieces the heads of the Crocodiles, till they floated on the waters; ¹⁴ Thou, didst crush the heads of the Sea-Monster, Thou didst give him to be food, for the people of the deserts; ¹⁵ Thou, didst cleave open fountain and torrent, Thou, didst dry up rivers of steady flow: ¹⁶ Thine, is the day, Yea, thine, the night, Thou, didst establish moon and sun; ¹⁷ Thou, didst set up all the bounds of the earth, As for summer and winter, thou, didst form them!

¹⁸ Remember this, An enemy, hath reproached Yahweh, Yea, an impious people, have reviled thy Name. ¹⁹ Do not deliver up, to a wild beast, the life of thy turtle-dove, The living host of thine oppressed ones, do not forget perpetually. ²⁰ Have respect to thy covenant, For the dark places of the earth are full of the habitations of violence. ²¹ May the crushed one not again be confounded, As for the oppressed and the needy, let them praise thy Name. ²² Arise! O God, plead thine own cause, Remember the reproach of thee, from the impious one, all the day: ²³ Do not forget the voice of thine adversaries, The noise of thine assailants, ascending continually.

¹ We have given thanks unto thee, O God, we have given thanks, And, in calling upon thy Name, men have recounted thy wonders.