Psalm 79:2-4

The Voice

² Your servants are dead;
    birds of the air swoop down to pick at their remains.
    Scavengers of the earth eat what is left of Your saints.
³ The enemy poured out their blood;
    it flowed like water
    all over Jerusalem,
    and there is no one left, no one to bury what remains of them.
⁴ The surrounding peoples taunt us.
    We are nothing but a joke to them, people to be ridiculed.