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.
Salmo de Asaf. Oh Dios, vinieron los gentiles a tu heredad; contaminaron el templo de tu santidad; pusieron a Jerusalén en montones.
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.
Dieron los cuerpos de tus siervos por comida a las aves de los cielos; la carne de los tuyos a las bestias de la tierra.
3 Their blood has been flowing like water round about Jerusalem; there was no one to put them in their last resting-place.
Derramaron su sangre como agua en los alrededores de Jerusalén; y no hubo quién los enterrase.
4 We are looked down on by our neighbours, we are laughed at and made sport of by those who are round us.
Somos afrentados de nuestros vecinos, escarnecidos y burlados de los que están en nuestros alrededores.
5 How long, O Lord? will you be angry for ever? will your wrath go on burning like fire?
¿Hasta cuándo, oh SEÑOR? ¿Has de estar airado para siempre? ¿Arderá como fuego tu celo?
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.
Derrama tu ira sobre los gentiles que no te conocen, y sobre los reinos que no invocan tu Nombre.
7 For they have taken Jacob for their meat, and made waste his house.
Porque han consumido a Jacob, y su morada han asolado.
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.
No recuerdes contra nosotros las iniquidades antiguas; anticípanos pronto tus misericordias, porque estamos muy pobres.
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.
Ayúdanos, oh Dios, salud nuestra, por la honra de tu Nombre; y líbranos, y purga nuestros pecados por causa de tu Nombre.
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.
Porque dirán los gentiles: ¿Dónde está su Dios? Sea notorio en los gentiles, delante de nuestros ojos, la venganza de la sangre de tus siervos, que se ha derramado.
11 Let the cry of the prisoner come before you; with your strong arm make free the children of death;
Entre delante de ti el gemido de los presos; conforme a la grandeza de tu brazo preserva a los sentenciados a muerte.
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.
Y devuelve a nuestros vecinos en su seno siete tantos de su deshonra, con que te han deshonrado, oh SEÑOR.
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.
Y nosotros, pueblo tuyo, y ovejas de tu prado, te alabaremos para siempre; por generación y generación cantaremos tus alabanzas.
