Psalms 79
1 A Psalm by Asaph. God, the nations have come into your inheritance. They have defiled your holy temple. They have laid Jerusalem in heaps.
Faarfannaa Asaaf. Yaa Waaqi, namoonni ormaa handhuuraa kee qabataniiru; mana qulqullummaa kee qulqullicha xureessaniiru; Yerusaaleminis barbadeessaniiru.
2 They have given the dead bodies of your servants to be food for the birds of the sky, the flesh of your saints to the animals of the earth.
Akka isaan nyaata isaaniif taʼaniif, reeffa garboota keetii allaattii samiitiif, foon qulqulloota keetii immoo bineensota lafaatiif kennaniiru.
3 They have shed their blood like water around Jerusalem. There was no one to bury them.
Dhiiga isaaniis naannoo Yerusaalemitti akkuma bishaanii dhangalaasan; namni isaan awwaalu tokko illee hin argamne.
4 We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scoffing and derision to those who are around us.
Ollaa keenya biratti maqaan nu badeera; warra naannoo keenya jiran birattis nama tuffii fi kolfaa taane.
5 How long, LORD? Will you be angry forever? Will your jealousy burn like fire?
Yaa Waaqayyo, kun hamma yoomiitti? Ati hamma bara baraatti aartaa? Hinaaffaan kees hamma yoomiitti akka ibiddaa bobaʼa?
6 Pour out your wrath on the nations that do not know you, on the kingdoms that do not call on your name,
Dheekkamsa kee sana saboota si hin beekne irratti, mootummoota maqaa kee hin waammanne irratti gad dhangalaasi;
7 for they have devoured Jacob, and destroyed his homeland.
isaan Yaaqoobin liqimsaniiruutii; iddoo jireenya isaas balleessaniiru.
8 Do not hold the iniquities of our forefathers against us. Let your tender mercies speedily meet us, for we are in desperate need.
Cubbuu abbootii keenyaa nutti hin herregin; waan nu baayʼee gad deebifamneef, araarri kee dafee nu bira haa gaʼu.
9 Help us, God of our salvation, for the glory of your name. Deliver us, and forgive our sins, for your name’s sake.
Yaa Waaqi Fayyisaa keenya, ulfina maqaa keetiitiif jedhii nu gargaari; maqaa keetiif jedhiitii nu oolchi; cubbuu keenya illee nuu dhiisi.
10 Why should the nations say, “Where is their God?” Let it be known among the nations, before our eyes, that vengeance for your servants’ blood is being poured out.
Ormoonni maaliif, “Waaqni isaanii eessa jira?” jedhu ree? Dhiiga tajaajiltoota keetii kan dhangalaafame sanaaf, akka haaloo baaftu ija keenya duratti saboota gidduutti beeksisi.
11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before you. According to the greatness of your power, preserve those who are sentenced to death.
Aaduun hidhamtootaa fuula kee dura haa gaʼu; jabina irree keetiitiin warra duuti itti murame oolchi.
12 Pay back to our neighbors seven times into their bosom their reproach with which they have reproached you, Lord.
Yaa Gooftaa, arraba isaan ittiin si arrabsan, dachaa torba godhiitii ollaa keenyatti deebisi.
13 So we, your people and sheep of your pasture, will give you thanks forever. We will praise you forever, to all generations.
Yoos nu sabni kee, hoolonni tika keetii, bara baraan si jajanna; dhalootaa hamma dhalootaattis, galata kee ni odeessina.
