Psalms 79
1 A Psalm of Asaph. O God, the Gentiles have entered into your inheritance; they have polluted your holy temple. They have set Jerusalem as a place to tend fruit trees.
Psalam. Asafov. Bože, pogani, evo, provališe u baštinu tvoju, tvoj sveti Hram oskvrnuše, pretvoriše Jeruzalem u ruševine.
2 They have placed the dead bodies of your servants as food for the birds of the sky, the flesh of your saints for the beasts of the earth.
Trupla tvojih slugu dadoše za hranu pticama nebeskim, meso tvojih pobožnika zvijerima zemaljskim.
3 They have poured out their blood like water all around Jerusalem, and there was no one who would bury them.
Krv im k'o vodu prolijevahu oko Jeruzalema i ne bijaše nikoga da ih pokopa.
4 We have become a disgrace to our neighbors, an object of ridicule and mockery to those who are around us.
Postadosmo sramota susjedima svojim, podsmijeh i ruglo svima oko nas.
5 How long, O Lord? Will you be angry until the end? Will your zeal be kindled like a fire?
Dokle još, Jahve? Zar ćeš se svagda srditi? Zar će ljubomora tvoja poput ognja gorjeti?
6 Pour out your wrath among the Gentiles, who have not known you, and upon the kingdoms that have not invoked your name.
Izlij gnjev na pogane koji te ne priznaju i na kraljevstva što ne zazivlju ime tvoje!
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and they have desolated his place.
Jer izjedoše Jakova i opustošiše boravište njegovo.
8 Do not remember our iniquities of the past. May your mercies quickly intercept us, for we have become exceedingly poor.
Ne spominji se, protiv nas, grijeha otaca; neka nas pretekne smilovanje tvoje jer smo jadni i nevoljni.
9 Help us, O God, our Savior. And free us, Lord, for the glory of your name. And forgive us our sins for the sake of your name.
Pomozi nam, Bože, pomoći naša, zbog slave imena svojega, oslobodi nas i otpusti nam grijehe zbog imena svoga!
10 Let them not say among the Gentiles, “Where is their God?” And may your name become known among the nations before our eyes. For the retribution of your servants’ blood, which has been poured out:
Zašto da pogani govore: “TÓa gdje je njihov Bog?” Nek' se na poganima pokaže, pred očima našim, kako osvećuješ prolivenu krv slugu svojih!
11 may the groans of the shackled enter before you. According to the greatness of your arm, take possession of the sons of those who have been killed.
Nek' do tebe dopru uzdasi sužanja, snagom svoje mišice poštedi predane smrti!
12 And repay our neighbors sevenfold within their sinews. It is the reproach of the same ones who brought reproach against you, O Lord.
A našim susjedima vrati sedmerostruko u krilo pogrdu koju naniješe tebi, o Jahve!
13 But we are your people and the sheep of your pasture: we will give thanks to you in all ages. From generation to generation, we will announce your praise.
A mi, tvoj puk i ovce paše tvoje, slavit ćemo te dovijeka, kazivat ćemo od koljena do koljena hvalu tvoju!
