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.
A Psalme committed to Asaph. O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance: thine holy Temple haue they defiled, and made Ierusalem heapes of stones.
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.
The dead bodies of thy seruats haue they giuen to be meat vnto foules of ye heauen: and the flesh of thy Saintes vnto the beastes of the earth.
3 They have poured out their blood like water all around Jerusalem, and there is no one to bury the dead.
Their blood haue they shead like waters rounde about Ierusalem, and there was none to burie them.
4 We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to those around us.
Wee are a reproche to our neighbours, euen a scorne and derision vnto them that are round about vs.
5 How long, O LORD? Will You be angry forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?
Lord, howe long wilt thou be angrie, for euer? shall thy gelousie burne like fire?
6 Pour out Your wrath on the nations that do not acknowledge You, on the kingdoms that refuse to call on Your name,
Powre out thy wrath vpon the heathen that haue not knowen thee, and vpon the kingdomes that haue not called vpon thy Name.
7 for they have devoured Jacob and devastated his homeland.
For they haue deuoured Iaakob and made his dwelling place desolate.
8 Do not hold past sins against us; let Your compassion come quickly, for we are brought low.
Remember not against vs the former iniquities, but make haste and let thy tender mercies preuent vs: for we are in great miserie.
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.
Helpe vs, O God of our saluation, for the glorie of thy Name, and deliuer vs, and be mercifull vnto our sinnes for thy Names sake.
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.
Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be knowen among the heathen in our sight by the vengeance of the blood of thy seruants that is shed.
11 May the groans of the captives reach You; by the strength of Your arm preserve those condemned to death.
Let the sighing of the prisoners come before thee: according to thy mightie arme preserue the children of death,
12 Pay back into the laps of our neighbors sevenfold the reproach they hurled at You, O Lord.
And render to our neighbours seuen folde into their bosome their reproche, wherewith they haue reproched thee, O Lord.
13 Then we Your people, the sheep of Your pasture, will thank You forever; from generation to generation we will declare Your praise.
So wee thy people, and sheepe of thy pasture shall praise thee for euer: and from generation to generation we will set foorth thy praise.
