AKJV(i)
3 Lift up your feet to the perpetual desolations; even all that the enemy has done wickedly in the sanctuary.
4 Your enemies roar in the middle of your congregations; they set up their ensigns for signs.
5 A man was famous according as he had lifted up axes on the thick trees.
6 But now they break down the carved work thereof at once with axes and hammers.
7 They have cast fire into your sanctuary, they have defiled by casting down the dwelling place of your name to the ground.
8 They said in their hearts, Let us destroy them together: they have burned up all the synagogues of God in the land.
9 We see not our signs: there is no more any prophet: neither is there among us any that knows how long.
10 O God, how long shall the adversary reproach? shall the enemy blaspheme your name for ever?
11 Why withdraw you your hand, even your right hand? pluck it out of your bosom.