Psalmi 79
1 Psalam. Asafov. Bože, pogani, evo, provališe u baštinu tvoju, tvoj sveti Hram oskvrnuše, pretvoriše Jeruzalem u ruševine.
A Psalm of Asaph. The nations, O God, have invaded Your inheritance; they have defiled Your holy temple and reduced Jerusalem to rubble.
2 Trupla tvojih slugu dadoše za hranu pticama nebeskim, meso tvojih pobožnika zvijerima zemaljskim.
They have given the corpses of Your servants as food to the birds of the air, the flesh of Your saints to the beasts of the earth.
3 Krv im k'o vodu prolijevahu oko Jeruzalema i ne bijaše nikoga da ih pokopa.
They have poured out their blood like water all around Jerusalem, and there is no one to bury the dead.
4 Postadosmo sramota susjedima svojim, podsmijeh i ruglo svima oko nas.
We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to those around us.
5 Dokle još, Jahve? Zar ćeš se svagda srditi? Zar će ljubomora tvoja poput ognja gorjeti?
How long, O LORD? Will You be angry forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?
6 Izlij gnjev na pogane koji te ne priznaju i na kraljevstva što ne zazivlju ime tvoje!
Pour out Your wrath on the nations that do not acknowledge You, on the kingdoms that refuse to call on Your name,
7 Jer izjedoše Jakova i opustošiše boravište njegovo.
for they have devoured Jacob and devastated his homeland.
8 Ne spominji se, protiv nas, grijeha otaca; neka nas pretekne smilovanje tvoje jer smo jadni i nevoljni.
Do not hold past sins against us; let Your compassion come quickly, for we are brought low.
9 Pomozi nam, Bože, pomoći naša, zbog slave imena svojega, oslobodi nas i otpusti nam grijehe zbog imena svoga!
Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Your name; deliver us and atone for our sins, for the sake of Your name.
10 Zašto da pogani govore: “TÓa gdje je njihov Bog?” Nek' se na poganima pokaže, pred očima našim, kako osvećuješ prolivenu krv slugu svojih!
Why should the nations ask, “Where is their God?” Before our eyes, make known among the nations Your vengeance for the bloodshed of Your servants.
11 Nek' do tebe dopru uzdasi sužanja, snagom svoje mišice poštedi predane smrti!
May the groans of the captives reach You; by the strength of Your arm preserve those condemned to death.
12 A našim susjedima vrati sedmerostruko u krilo pogrdu koju naniješe tebi, o Jahve!
Pay back into the laps of our neighbors sevenfold the reproach they hurled at You, O Lord.
13 A mi, tvoj puk i ovce paše tvoje, slavit ćemo te dovijeka, kazivat ćemo od koljena do koljena hvalu tvoju!
Then we Your people, the sheep of Your pasture, will thank You forever; from generation to generation we will declare Your praise.
