Psalms 79

1 A Psalm of Asaph. The nations, O God, have invaded Your inheritance; they have defiled Your holy temple and reduced Jerusalem to rubble.

Zaburi mar Asaf. Yaye Nyasaye, ogendini osemonjo girkeni mari; gisedwanyo hekalu mari maler, kendo giseketho Jerusalem modongʼ pidhe pidhe.

2 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.

Gisechiwo ringre jogi motho mondo obed chiemb winy manie kor polo, ring jogi maler gisechiwo ne ondiegi mag piny.

3 They have poured out their blood like water all around Jerusalem, and there is no one to bury the dead.

Giseolo remo e alwora mar Jerusalem ka pi, kendo koro onge ngʼama nyalo yiko joma otho.

4 We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to those around us.

Waselokore gima kuodo wich ne jobutwa, joma ijaro kendo inyiero gi joma olworowa.

5 How long, O LORD? Will You be angry forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?

Nyaka karangʼo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye? Ibiro kecho nyaka chiengʼ koso? Nyaka karangʼo ma nyiego mari biro lielie ka mach?

6 Pour out Your wrath on the nations that do not acknowledge You, on the kingdoms that refuse to call on Your name,

Ol mirimbi kuom pinjeruodhi, adier ol mirimbi kuom ogendini ma ok luong nyingi;

7 for they have devoured Jacob and devastated his homeland.

nimar gisengamo Jakobo mi giketho gwengʼe.

8 Do not hold past sins against us; let Your compassion come quickly, for we are brought low.

Kik ikwanwa kaka joketho, nikech richo mag wuonewa; mad kechni bi romnwa piyo, nimar osedwokwa piny marach.

9 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.

Konywa, yaye Nyasaye ma Jawarwa, nikech duongʼ mar nyingi; reswa kendo wenwa richowa, mondo nyingi oyud duongʼ.

10 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.

Angʼo momiyo ogendini onego owach ni, “Nyasachgino to ni kanye?” Mi ogendini ongʼe, ka waneno gi wangʼwa, ni ichulo kuor nikech remb jogi mosechwer.

11 May the groans of the captives reach You; by the strength of Your arm preserve those condemned to death.

Mad chur ma joma otwe churgo chopi e nyimi; rit ngima joma osengʼad nigi buch tho, gi teko mar badi.

12 Pay back into the laps of our neighbors sevenfold the reproach they hurled at You, O Lord.

Chul kuor ne jobutwa nyadibiriyo kigoyo bembegi. Kuom ayany ma gisediro kuomi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye.

13 Then we Your people, the sheep of Your pasture, will thank You forever; from generation to generation we will declare Your praise.

Eka jogi, ma gin rombegi mikwayo, biro paki nyaka chiengʼ, kendo wabiro nyiso pakni, koa e tiengʼ moro nyaka tiengʼ machielo.