Zaburi 79
1 Zaburi mar Asaf. Yaye Nyasaye, ogendini osemonjo girkeni mari; gisedwanyo hekalu mari maler, kendo giseketho Jerusalem modongʼ pidhe pidhe.
A psalm of Asaph. Heathen, O God, have come into your land, defiling your holy temple, and laying Jerusalem in ruins.
2 Gisechiwo ringre jogi motho mondo obed chiemb winy manie kor polo, ring jogi maler gisechiwo ne ondiegi mag piny.
They have given the bodies of your dead servants to the birds of the air to devour, and the flesh of your faithful to the beasts of the field.
3 Giseolo remo e alwora mar Jerusalem ka pi, kendo koro onge ngʼama nyalo yiko joma otho.
Round about Jerusalem they have poured out their blood like water; and there was no one to bury them.
4 Waselokore gima kuodo wich ne jobutwa, joma ijaro kendo inyiero gi joma olworowa.
On every side our neighbors revile us and mock us and jeer at us.
5 Nyaka karangʼo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye? Ibiro kecho nyaka chiengʼ koso? Nyaka karangʼo ma nyiego mari biro lielie ka mach?
How long will you be angry, O Lord? Will your jealousy burn like fire forever?
6 Ol mirimbi kuom pinjeruodhi, adier ol mirimbi kuom ogendini ma ok luong nyingi;
Pour out your wrath on the nations that don’t know you, on the kingdoms that do not call on your name.
7 nimar gisengamo Jakobo mi giketho gwengʼe.
For Jacob they devoured, they have desolated his home.
8 Kik ikwanwa kaka joketho, nikech richo mag wuonewa; mad kechni bi romnwa piyo, nimar osedwokwa piny marach.
Do not remember against us our ancestors’ sins; O meet us soon with your pity, for utterly weak are we.
9 Konywa, yaye Nyasaye ma Jawarwa, nikech duongʼ mar nyingi; reswa kendo wenwa richowa, mondo nyingi oyud duongʼ.
Help us, O God our savior, for the renown of your name: for your reputation deliver us and cover over our sins.
10 Angʼo momiyo ogendini onego owach ni, “Nyasachgino to ni kanye?” Mi ogendini ongʼe, ka waneno gi wangʼwa, ni ichulo kuor nikech remb jogi mosechwer.
Why should the nations say, “Where is their God?” Let revenge for the outpoured blood of your servants be shown on the heathen before our eyes.
11 Mad chur ma joma otwe churgo chopi e nyimi; rit ngima joma osengʼad nigi buch tho, gi teko mar badi.
May the groans of the prisoner come before you; free the children of death by your mighty arm.
12 Chul kuor ne jobutwa nyadibiriyo kigoyo bembegi. Kuom ayany ma gisediro kuomi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye.
Pay our neighbors back sevenfold for the scorn they have heaped upon you, O Lord.
13 Eka jogi, ma gin rombegi mikwayo, biro paki nyaka chiengʼ, kendo wabiro nyiso pakni, koa e tiengʼ moro nyaka tiengʼ machielo.
Then we, your people, the flock of your pasture, will give thanks to you for evermore, and tell your praise to all generations.
