Psalmi 79
1 Psalam. Asafov. Bože, pogani, evo, provališe u baštinu tvoju, tvoj sveti Hram oskvrnuše, pretvoriše Jeruzalem u ruševine.
O God, the heathen are come into your inheritance; your holy temple have they defiled; they have laid Jerusalem on heaps.
2 Trupla tvojih slugu dadoše za hranu pticama nebeskim, meso tvojih pobožnika zvijerima zemaljskim.
The dead bodies of your servants have they given to be meat to the fowls of the heaven, 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.
Their blood have they shed like water round about Jerusalem; and there was none to bury them.
4 Postadosmo sramota susjedima svojim, podsmijeh i ruglo svima oko nas.
We are become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
5 Dokle još, Jahve? Zar ćeš se svagda srditi? Zar će ljubomora tvoja poput ognja gorjeti?
How long, LORD? will you be angry for ever? shall 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 heathen that have not known you, and on the kingdoms that have not called on your name.
7 Jer izjedoše Jakova i opustošiše boravište njegovo.
For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.
8 Ne spominji se, protiv nas, grijeha otaca; neka nas pretekne smilovanje tvoje jer smo jadni i nevoljni.
O remember not against us former iniquities: let your tender mercies speedily prevent us: for we are brought very 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: and deliver us, and purge away our sins, for your name’s sake.
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 heathen say, Where is their God? let him be known among the heathen in our sight by the revenging of the blood of your servants which is shed.
11 Nek' do tebe dopru uzdasi sužanja, snagom svoje mišice poštedi predane smrti!
Let the sighing of the prisoner come before you; according to the greatness of your power preserve you those that are appointed to die;
12 A našim susjedima vrati sedmerostruko u krilo pogrdu koju naniješe tebi, o Jahve!
And render to our neighbors sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, with which they have reproached you, O Lord.
13 A mi, tvoj puk i ovce paše tvoje, slavit ćemo te dovijeka, kazivat ćemo od koljena do koljena hvalu tvoju!
So we your people and sheep of your pasture will give you thanks for ever: we will show forth your praise to all generations.
