Psalms 79
1 A Psalm for Asaph. O God, the heathen are come into your inheritance; they have polluted your holy temple; they have made Jerusalem a storehouse of fruits.
Zaburi mar Asaf. Yaye Nyasaye, ogendini osemonjo girkeni mari; gisedwanyo hekalu mari maler, kendo giseketho Jerusalem modongʼ pidhe pidhe.
2 They have given the dead bodies of your servants [to be] food for the birds of the sky, the flesh of your holy ones for the wild beasts of the earth.
Gisechiwo ringre jogi motho mondo obed chiemb winy manie kor polo, ring jogi maler gisechiwo ne ondiegi mag piny.
3 They have shed their blood as water, round about Jerusalem; and there was none to bury [them].
Giseolo remo e alwora mar Jerusalem ka pi, kendo koro onge ngʼama nyalo yiko joma otho.
4 We are become a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them [that are] round about us.
Waselokore gima kuodo wich ne jobutwa, joma ijaro kendo inyiero gi joma olworowa.
5 How long, O Lord? will you be angry for ever? shall your jealousy burn like fire?
Nyaka karangʼo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye? Ibiro kecho nyaka chiengʼ koso? Nyaka karangʼo ma nyiego mari biro lielie ka mach?
6 Pour out your wrath upon the heathen that have not known you, and upon the kingdoms which have not called upon your name.
Ol mirimbi kuom pinjeruodhi, adier ol mirimbi kuom ogendini ma ok luong nyingi;
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid his place waste.
nimar gisengamo Jakobo mi giketho gwengʼe.
8 Remember not our old transgressions; let your tender mercies speedily prevent us; for we are greatly impoverished.
Kik ikwanwa kaka joketho, nikech richo mag wuonewa; mad kechni bi romnwa piyo, nimar osedwokwa piny marach.
9 Help us, O God our Saviour; for the glory of your name, O Lord, deliver us; and be merciful to our sins, for your name's sake.
Konywa, yaye Nyasaye ma Jawarwa, nikech duongʼ mar nyingi; reswa kendo wenwa richowa, mondo nyingi oyud duongʼ.
10 Lets haply they should say amongst the heathen, Where is their God? and let the avenging of your servant's blood that has been shed be known amongst the heathen before our eyes.
Angʼo momiyo ogendini onego owach ni, “Nyasachgino to ni kanye?” Mi ogendini ongʼe, ka waneno gi wangʼwa, ni ichulo kuor nikech remb jogi mosechwer.
11 Let the groaning of the prisoners come in before you; according to the greatness of your arm preserve the sons of the slain ones.
Mad chur ma joma otwe churgo chopi e nyimi; rit ngima joma osengʼad nigi buch tho, gi teko mar badi.
12 Repay to our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, with which they have reproached you, O Lord.
Chul kuor ne jobutwa nyadibiriyo kigoyo bembegi. Kuom ayany ma gisediro kuomi, yaye Jehova Nyasaye.
13 For we are your people and the sheep of your pasture; we will give you thanks for ever; we will declare your praise throughout all generations.
Eka jogi, ma gin rombegi mikwayo, biro paki nyaka chiengʼ, kendo wabiro nyiso pakni, koa e tiengʼ moro nyaka tiengʼ machielo.
