We do not see our signs; There is no longer any prophet, Nor is there anyone among us who knows how long.

How long, God, will the enemy taunt You? Shall the enemy treat Your name disrespectfully forever?

Arise, God, and plead Your own cause; Remember how the foolish person taunts You all day long.

How long, Lord? Will You be angry forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?

Lord God of armies, How long will You be angry with the prayer of Your people?

How long will you judge unjustly And show partiality to the wicked? Selah

Longing for the Temple Worship.

For the music director; on the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.

How lovely are Your dwelling places, Lord of armies!

How long, Lord? Will You hide Yourself forever? Will Your wrath burn like fire?

Do return, Lord; how long will it be? And be sorry for Your servants.

How long, Lord, shall the wicked— How long shall the wicked triumph?

“How long, you naive ones, will you love simplistic thinking? And how long will scoffers delight themselves in scoffing And fools hate knowledge?

How long will you lie down, you lazy one? When will you arise from your sleep?

A poor yet wise youth is better than an old and foolish king who no longer knows how to receive instruction—

Then I said, “Lord, how long?” And He answered, “Until cities are devastated and without inhabitant, Houses are without people And the land is utterly desolate,

God Is Gracious and Just

Therefore the Lord longs to be gracious to you, And therefore He waits on high to have compassion on you. For the Lord is a God of justice; How blessed are all those who long for Him.

And now, what do I have here,” declares the Lord, “seeing that My people have been taken away without reason?” Again the Lord declares, “Those who rule over them howl, and My name is continually reviled all day long.

Wash your heart from evil, Jerusalem, So that you may be saved. How long will your wicked thoughts Lodge within you?

How long must I see the flag And hear the sound of the trumpet?

How long is the land to mourn, And the vegetation of the countryside to dry up? Due to the wickedness of those who live in it, Animals and birds have been snatched away, Because people have said, “He will not see our final end.”

As for your adulteries and your lustful neighings, The outrageous sin of your prostitution On the hills in the field, I have seen your abominations. Woe to you, Jerusalem! How long will you remain unclean?”

How long? Is there anything in the hearts of the prophets who prophesy falsehood, these prophets of the deceitfulness of their own heart,

How long will you waver, You rebellious daughter? For the Lord has created a new thing on the earth: A woman will shelter a man.”

Baldness has come upon Gaza; Ashkelon has been destroyed. Remnant of their valley, How long will you gash yourself?

Ah, sword of the Lord, How long will you not be quiet? Withdraw into your sheath; Rest and stay still.

Then I heard a holy one speaking, and another holy one said to that particular one who was speaking, “How long will the vision about the regular sacrifice apply, while the offense causes horror, so as to allow both the sanctuary and the army to be trampled?”