In embroidered robes she is escorted to the king. Her attendants, the maidens of honor who follow her, are led before you.

Why should the nations say, "Where is their God?" Before our very eyes may the shed blood of your servants be avenged among the nations!

Even the birds find a home there, and the swallow builds a nest, where she can protect her young near your altars, O Lord who rules over all, my king and my God.

They shed innocent blood -- the blood of their sons and daughters, whom they sacrificed to the idols of Canaan. The land was polluted by bloodshed.

Those who shed tears as they plant will shout for joy when they reap the harvest.

I will abundantly supply what she needs; I will give her poor all the food they need.