Psalms 79
1 A psalm of Asaph. God, heathen nations have invaded your land. They have defiled your holy Temple. They have turned Jerusalem into heaps of rubble.
Psalam. Asafov. Bože, pogani, evo, provališe u baštinu tvoju, tvoj sveti Hram oskvrnuše, pretvoriše Jeruzalem u ruševine.
2 They have given the dead bodies of your servants as food to the birds of the air, the flesh of your faithful people to the beasts of the earth.
Trupla tvojih slugu dadoše za hranu pticama nebeskim, meso tvojih pobožnika zvijerima zemaljskim.
3 They have poured out the blood of Jerusalem's people like water all through the city; no one remains to bury the dead.
Krv im k'o vodu prolijevahu oko Jeruzalema i ne bijaše nikoga da ih pokopa.
4 We have been made a mockery before our neighbors, ridiculed and laughed at by those around us.
Postadosmo sramota susjedima svojim, podsmijeh i ruglo svima oko nas.
5 How long, Lord? Will you be angry with us forever? Will your jealousy always burn like fire?
Dokle još, Jahve? Zar ćeš se svagda srditi? Zar će ljubomora tvoja poput ognja gorjeti?
6 Pour out your anger on the heathen nations that don't know you, and on those kingdoms that don't worship you!
Izlij gnjev na pogane koji te ne priznaju i na kraljevstva što ne zazivlju ime tvoje!
7 For they have destroyed the descendants of Jacob, and turned our country into a wasteland.
Jer izjedoše Jakova i opustošiše boravište njegovo.
8 Don't hold the sins of our forefathers against us! Come to us quickly for we desperately need your compassion.
Ne spominji se, protiv nas, grijeha otaca; neka nas pretekne smilovanje tvoje jer smo jadni i nevoljni.
9 Help us, God of our salvation, because of your wonderful character! Save us and forgive us our sins because that's the kind of person you are!
Pomozi nam, Bože, pomoći naša, zbog slave imena svojega, oslobodi nas i otpusti nam grijehe zbog imena svoga!
10 Why should the heathen nations be able to say, “Where is their God?” May they experience your punishment for shedding the blood of your servants, and may we see it.
Zašto da pogani govore: “TÓa gdje je njihov Bog?” Nek' se na poganima pokaže, pred očima našim, kako osvećuješ prolivenu krv slugu svojih!
11 Listen to the groans of the prisoners; with your great power save those condemned to die.
Nek' do tebe dopru uzdasi sužanja, snagom svoje mišice poštedi predane smrti!
12 Pay each of these neighbors back seven times for the scorn and ridicule they directed against you, Lord.
A našim susjedima vrati sedmerostruko u krilo pogrdu koju naniješe tebi, o Jahve!
13 Then we your people, the flock of your pasture, will praise you forever. We will thank you for all generations to come.
A mi, tvoj puk i ovce paše tvoje, slavit ćemo te dovijeka, kazivat ćemo od koljena do koljena hvalu tvoju!
