his food is turned sour
We reflect on your loyal love, O God, within your temple.
He caused them to fall right in the middle of their camp, all around their homes.
When worries threaten to overwhelm me,
The one who hates others disguises
You make us like filthy scum
I will uproot your images of Asherah
When they had eaten them,
Then the one presenting the offering
Then he must present from it his offering as a gift to the Lord: the fat which covers the entrails and all the fat on the entrails,
“‘Then he must take up all the fat from the sin offering bull:
Lord, I have heard the report of what you did;
After three days the leaders went through the camp
My heart beats violently
Disaster is within it; violence
Your enemies roar
Why do you remain inactive? Intervene and destroy him!
But God has been my
He made cursing a way of life,
For I am oppressed and needy, and my heart beats violently within me.