Deus, venerunt.

O God, the heathen are come into | thine inheritance;

* thy holy temple have they defiled, and made Jerusa- | -lem an heap of stones.

2 The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be meat unto the fowls | of the air,

* and the flesh of thy saints unto the | beasts of the land.

3 Their blood have they shed like water on every side | of Jerusalem,

* and there was no | man to bury them.

4 We are become an open shame | to our enemies,

* a very scorn and derision unto them | that are round about us.

5 LORD, how long wilt | thou be angry?

* shall thy jealousy | burn like fire for ever?

6 Pour out thine indignation upon the heathen that | have not known thee;

* and upon the kingdoms that have not | called upon thy Name.

7 For they have de- | -voured Jacob,

* and | laid waste his dwelling-place.

8 O remember not our old sins, but have mercy upon us, and | that soon;

* for we are | come to great misery.

9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory | of thy Name:

* O deliver us, and be merciful unto our sins, | for thy Name's sake.

10 Wherefore do the | heathen say,

* Where | is now their God?

11 O let the vengeance of thy servants' blood | that is shed,

* be openly showed upon the | heathen, in our sight.

12 O let the sorrowful sighing of the prisoners | come before thee;

* according to the greatness of thy power, preserve thou those that | are ap•pointed• to die.

13 And for the blasphemy wherewith our neighbours have blas- | -phemed thee,

* reward thou them, O Lord, | seven•fold •into• their bosom.

14 So we, that are thy people, and sheep of thy pasture, shall give thee | thanks for ever,

* and will alway be showing forth thy praise from gener- | -ation• to generation.

Glory be to the Father, and | to the Son,

* and | to the Holy Ghost,

As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall be,

* world without | end.  Amen.