A maskil of Asaph.
God, why have you turned your back on us for so long?
Why are you so angry with us? We are your very own sheep.
Remember the nation that you chose as your own so long ago.
Remember that you set us free from slavery to be your very own people.
Remember Mount Zion, where you lived.
Walk through this place that has been torn down beyond repair.
See how completely your enemies have destroyed the temple!
In the place where you used to meet with us,
your enemies have shouted, “We’ve won the battle!”
They have set up their flags to show they have beaten us.
They acted like people cutting down a forest with axes.
They smashed all the beautiful wooden walls
with their axes and hatchets.
They burned your temple to the ground.
They polluted the place where your Name is.
They had said in their hearts, “We will crush them completely!”
They burned every place where you were worshiped in the land.
We don’t get signs from God anymore.
There aren’t any prophets left.
None of us knows how long that will last.