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.

Psalm Asafu. O Bog, prišli so narodi v posestvo tvoje, oskrunili so hram svetosti tvoje, v groblje izpremenili so Jeruzalem.

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.

Dali so hlapcev tvojih truplo za hrano tičem nebeškim; meso njih, katerim si milosten, zemeljskim zverém.

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

Prelivali so kri njihovo kakor vodo okrog Jeruzalema, in ni ga bilo, da bi pokopaval.

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

V zasramovanje smo sosedom našim, v zasmehovanje in norčevanje njim, kateri so okolo nas.

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

Doklej, Gospod? bodeš-li jezil se večno? bode li gorela kakor ogenj gorečnost tvoja?

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

Izlij srd svoj nad one narode, kateri te ne spoznavajo, in nad kraljestva, katera ne kličejo tvojega imena.

7 for they have devoured Jacob and devastated his homeland.

Ker pojedli so Jakoba, in razdejali so prebivališče njegovo.

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

Ne spomínjaj se zoper nas krivic preteklih časov, hiti naj in prehití nas usmiljenje tvoje, ker obožali smo silno.

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.

Pomagaj nam, Bog, blaginje naše, zavoljo česti svojega imena, in reši nas ter prizanesi nam grehe naše zavoljo svojega imena.

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.

Zakaj naj bi govorili oni narodi: "Kje je njih Bog?" Znano bodi med onimi narodi pred našimi očmi maščevanje krvi prelite hlapcev tvojih.

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

Pred obličje tvoje naj pride zdihovanje jetnika, po velikosti roke svoje stóri, da ostanejo, kateri se že izročajo smrti.

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

Povrni torej sosedom našim sedemkrat v njih naročje sramoto njih, katero so ti delali, Gospod.

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

In mi ljudstvo tvoje, in čeda paše tvoje, bodemo slavili te večno; od roda do roda bodemo oznanjali hvalo tvojo.