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.
Psalmus Asaph. Deus venerunt Gentes in hereditatem tuam, polluerunt templum sanctum tuum: posuerunt Ierusalem in pomorum custodiam.
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.
Posuerunt morticina servorum tuorum, escas volatilibus cæli: carnes sanctorum tuorum bestiis terræ.
3 They have poured out their blood like water all around Jerusalem, and there is no one to bury the dead.
Effuderunt sanguinem eorum tamquam aquam in circuitu Ierusalem: et non erat qui sepeliret.
4 We have become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to those around us.
Facti sumus opprobrium vicinis nostris: subsannatio et illusio his, qui in circuitu nostro sunt.
5 How long, O LORD? Will You be angry forever? Will Your jealousy burn like fire?
Usquequo Domine, irasceris in finem: accendetur velut ignis zelus tuus?
6 Pour out Your wrath on the nations that do not acknowledge You, on the kingdoms that refuse to call on Your name,
Effunde iram tuam in Gentes, quæ te non noverunt: et in regna, quæ nomen tuum non invocaverunt:
7 for they have devoured Jacob and devastated his homeland.
Quia comederunt Iacob: et locum eius desolaverunt.
8 Do not hold past sins against us; let Your compassion come quickly, for we are brought low.
Ne memineris iniquitatum nostrarum antiquarum, cito anticipent nos misericordiæ tuæ: quia pauperes facti sumus nimis.
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.
Adiuva nos Deus salutaris noster: et propter gloriam nominis tui Domine libera nos: et propitius esto peccatis nostris, propter nomen tuum:
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.
Ne forte dicant in Gentibus: Ubi est Deus eorum? et innotescat in nationibus coram oculis nostris. Ultio sanguinis servorum tuorum, qui effusus est:
11 May the groans of the captives reach You; by the strength of Your arm preserve those condemned to death.
introeat in conspectu tuo gemitus compeditorum. Secundum magnitudinem brachii tui, posside filios mortificatorum.
12 Pay back into the laps of our neighbors sevenfold the reproach they hurled at You, O Lord.
Et redde vicinis nostris septuplum in sinu eorum: improperium ipsorum, quod exprobraverunt tibi Domine.
13 Then we Your people, the sheep of Your pasture, will thank You forever; from generation to generation we will declare Your praise.
Nos autem populus tuus, et oves pascuæ tuæ, confitebimur tibi in sæculum: In generationem et generationem annunciabimus laudem tuam.
