Psalms 79
1 A Psalm. Of Asaph. O God, the nations have come into your heritage; they have made your holy Temple unclean; they have made Jerusalem a mass of broken walls.
Faarfannaa Asaaf. Yaa Waaqi, namoonni ormaa handhuuraa kee qabataniiru; mana qulqullummaa kee qulqullicha xureessaniiru; Yerusaaleminis barbadeessaniiru.
2 They have given the bodies of your servants as food to the birds of the air, and the flesh of your saints to the beasts of the earth.
Akka isaan nyaata isaaniif taʼaniif, reeffa garboota keetii allaattii samiitiif, foon qulqulloota keetii immoo bineensota lafaatiif kennaniiru.
3 Their blood has been flowing like water round about Jerusalem; there was no one to put them in their last resting-place.
Dhiiga isaaniis naannoo Yerusaalemitti akkuma bishaanii dhangalaasan; namni isaan awwaalu tokko illee hin argamne.
4 We are looked down on by our neighbours, we are laughed at and made sport of by those who are round us.
Ollaa keenya biratti maqaan nu badeera; warra naannoo keenya jiran birattis nama tuffii fi kolfaa taane.
5 How long, O Lord? will you be angry for ever? will your wrath go on burning like fire?
Yaa Waaqayyo, kun hamma yoomiitti? Ati hamma bara baraatti aartaa? Hinaaffaan kees hamma yoomiitti akka ibiddaa bobaʼa?
6 Let your wrath be on the nations who have no knowledge of you, and on the kingdoms who have not made prayer to your name.
Dheekkamsa kee sana saboota si hin beekne irratti, mootummoota maqaa kee hin waammanne irratti gad dhangalaasi;
7 For they have taken Jacob for their meat, and made waste his house.
isaan Yaaqoobin liqimsaniiruutii; iddoo jireenya isaas balleessaniiru.
8 Do not keep in mind against us the sins of our fathers; let your mercy come to us quickly, for we have been made very low.
Cubbuu abbootii keenyaa nutti hin herregin; waan nu baayʼee gad deebifamneef, araarri kee dafee nu bira haa gaʼu.
9 Give us help, O God of our salvation, for the glory of your name; take us out of danger and give us forgiveness for our sins, because of your name.
Yaa Waaqi Fayyisaa keenya, ulfina maqaa keetiitiif jedhii nu gargaari; maqaa keetiif jedhiitii nu oolchi; cubbuu keenya illee nuu dhiisi.
10 Why may the nations say, Where is their God? Let payment for the blood of your servants be made openly among the nations before our eyes.
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 cry of the prisoner come before you; with your strong arm make free the children of death;
Aaduun hidhamtootaa fuula kee dura haa gaʼu; jabina irree keetiitiin warra duuti itti murame oolchi.
12 And give punishment seven times over into the breast of our neighbours for the bitter words which they have said against you, O Lord.
Yaa Gooftaa, arraba isaan ittiin si arrabsan, dachaa torba godhiitii ollaa keenyatti deebisi.
13 So we your people, and the sheep of your flock, will give you glory for ever: we will go on praising you through all generations.
Yoos nu sabni kee, hoolonni tika keetii, bara baraan si jajanna; dhalootaa hamma dhalootaattis, galata kee ni odeessina.
