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Cvdl PSA Chapter 79

79 O God, ye Heithen are fallen in to thine heretage: thy holy temple haue they defyled, and made Ierusalem an heape of stones. 2 The deed bodies of thy seruauntes haue they geuen vnto ye foules of the ayre to be deuoured, and the flesh of thy sayntes vnto ye beestes of the londe. 3 Their bloude haue they shed like water on euery syde of Ierusalem, and there was no ma to burie them. 4 We are become an open shame vnto oure enemies, a very scorne and derision vnto them that are rounde aboute vs. 5 LORDE, how longe wilt thou be angrie? shal thy gelousy burne like fyre for euer? 6 Poure out thy indignacion vpon the Heithen that knowe the not, and vpon the kyngdomes that call not vpon thy name. 7 For they haue deuoured Iacob, and layed waiste his dwellinge place. 8 O remebre not oure olde synnes, but haue mercy vpon vs (& that soone) for we are come to greate mysery. 9 Helpe vs (O God or Sauyor) for ye glory of yi name: o delyuer vs, & forgeue vs or synnes for yi names sake. 10 Wherfore shall ye Heithe saye: where is now their God? 11 O let the vengeaunce of thy seruauntes bloude that is shed, be openly shewed vpon the Heithe in oure sight. 12 O let the soroufull sighinge of the presoners come before the, and acordinge vnto ye power of thine arme, preserue those yt are appoynted to dye. 13 And for the blasphemy wher wt or neghbours haue blasphemed ye, rewarde the (o LORDE) seuefolde in to their bosome. So we yt be yi people & shepe of thy pasture, shal geue the thankes for euer, & wil allwaye be shewinge forth thy prayse more & more.