Psalms 79:1-4

God, won’t you do something? Barbarians have invaded your inheritance. Your temple of holiness has been violated, and Jerusalem has been left in ruins. The corpses of your loving people are lying in the open— food for the beasts and the birds. The shed blood of your servants has soaked the city, with no one left to bury the dead. Now the nearby nations heap their scorn upon us, scoffing, mocking us incessantly.