destroy them in anger, destroy till they are no more. Then people will know God rules over Jacob, yes, even to the ends of the earth. Selah
As dry as a potsherd is my throat; my tongue cleaves to my palate; you lay me in the dust of death.
You, Lord God of hosts, are the God of Israel! Awake! Punish all the nations. Have no mercy on these worthless traitors. Selah