To the chief musician, for eightstringed instruments. A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, do not rebuke me in Your anger; and not chasten me in the heat of Your fury;
Go and cry these words toward the north, and say, Return, O apostate Israel, a statement of Jehovah. I will not cause My face to fall on you, for I am holy, a statement of Jehovah; I will not keep anger forever.
The incense that you burned in the cities of Judah and in the streets of Jerusalem, you, and your fathers, your kings, and your rulers, and the people of the land, did not Jehovah remember them? Yea, it came into His heart.
The Lord has cast off His altar; He rejected the holy place. He has delivered the walls of her fortresses into the hand of the enemy. They gave a noise in Jehovah’s house, as a day of meeting.
And it shall not be any more as confidence for the house of Israel, recalling the iniquity of their turning after them. And they shall know that I am the Lord Jehovah.
Jehovah, I have heard Your report; I am afraid, Jehovah. As to Your work, give it life; in the midst of years, in the midst of years make known; in anger remember compassion.
If Edom says, We are beaten down, but we will return and build the ruined places; thus says Jehovah of Hosts: They shall build, but I will tear down; And they shall call them the region of wickedness, and the people with whom Jehovah is angrily indignant until forever.
And the devil leading them astray was thrown into the Lake of Fire and Brimstone, where the beast and the false prophet were. And they were tormented day and night to the ages of the ages.