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Remember your congregation, which you acquired long ago, which you redeemed to be the tribe of your heritage. Remember Mount Zion, where you came to dwell.
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Direct your steps to the perpetual ruins; the enemy has destroyed everything in the sanctuary.
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Your foes have roared within your holy place; they set up their emblems there.
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At the upper entrance they hacked the wooden trellis with axes.
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And then, with hatchets and hammers, they smashed all its carved work.
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They set your sanctuary on fire; they desecrated the dwelling place of your name, bringing it to the ground.
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They said to themselves, "We will utterly subdue them"; they burned all the meeting places of God in the land.
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We do not see our emblems; there is no longer any prophet, and there is no one among us who knows how long.
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How long, O God, is the foe to scoff? Is the enemy to revile your name forever?
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Why do you hold back your hand; why do you keep your hand in your bosom?
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Yet God my King is from of old, working salvation in the earth.