Psalmi 79
1 Psalam. Asafov. Bože, pogani, evo, provališe u baštinu tvoju, tvoj sveti Hram oskvrnuše, pretvoriše Jeruzalem u ruševine.
A Psalm for Asaph. O God, the heathen are come into your inheritance; they have polluted your holy temple; they have made Jerusalem a storehouse of fruits.
2 Trupla tvojih slugu dadoše za hranu pticama nebeskim, meso tvojih pobožnika zvijerima zemaljskim.
They have given the dead bodies of your servants [to be] food for the birds of the sky, the flesh of your holy ones for the wild beasts of the earth.
3 Krv im k'o vodu prolijevahu oko Jeruzalema i ne bijaše nikoga da ih pokopa.
They have shed their blood as 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, O 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 upon the heathen that have not known you, and upon the kingdoms which have not called upon your name.
7 Jer izjedoše Jakova i opustošiše boravište njegovo.
For they have devoured Jacob, and laid his place waste.
8 Ne spominji se, protiv nas, grijeha otaca; neka nas pretekne smilovanje tvoje jer smo jadni i nevoljni.
Remember not our old transgressions; let your tender mercies speedily prevent us; for we are greatly impoverished.
9 Pomozi nam, Bože, pomoći naša, zbog slave imena svojega, oslobodi nas i otpusti nam grijehe zbog imena svoga!
Help us, O God our Saviour; for the glory of your name, O Lord, deliver us; and be merciful to 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!
Lets haply they should say among the heathen, Where is their God? and let the avenging of your servant's blood that has been shed be known among the heathen before our eyes.
11 Nek' do tebe dopru uzdasi sužanja, snagom svoje mišice poštedi predane smrti!
Let the groaning of the prisoners come in before you; according to the greatness of your arm preserve the sons of the slain ones.
12 A našim susjedima vrati sedmerostruko u krilo pogrdu koju naniješe tebi, o Jahve!
Repay 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!
For we are your people and the sheep of your pasture; we will give you thanks for ever; we will declare your praise throughout all generations.
