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.
Nzembo ya Azafi. Oh Nzambe, tala ndenge bato ya bikolo ya bapaya bakoti na makasi kati na libula na Yo, bakomisi Esika na Yo ya bule mbindo, mpe bakomisi Yelusalemi mipiku ya mabanga!
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.
Bapesi bibembe ya basali na Yo lokola bilei epai ya bandeke ya likolo, mpe bibembe ya bayengebene na Yo epai ya banyama ya zamba;
3 They have poured out the blood of Jerusalem's people like water all through the city; no one remains to bury the dead.
basopi makila na bango lokola mayi zingazinga ya Yelusalemi, mpe moto ya kokunda bango azalaki te!
4 We have been made a mockery before our neighbors, ridiculed and laughed at by those around us.
Tala ndenge bato ya bikolo oyo ezingeli biso bazali kofinga biso, mpe tokomi lokola eloko ya liseki na miso na bango!
5 How long, Lord? Will you be angry with us forever? Will your jealousy always burn like fire?
Kino tango nini, Yawe, okokangela biso kanda? Kino tango nini zuwa na Yo ekopela lokola moto?
6 Pour out your anger on the heathen nations that don't know you, and on those kingdoms that don't worship you!
Sopela bikolo oyo eyebi Yo te mpe mikili oyo ebelelaka Kombo na Yo te, kanda makasi na Yo;
7 For they have destroyed the descendants of Jacob, and turned our country into a wasteland.
pamba te babebisi Jakobi mpe bapanzi mokili na ye.
8 Don't hold the sins of our forefathers against us! Come to us quickly for we desperately need your compassion.
Kotangela biso te masumu na biso ya kala, kokangela biso motema te, yokela biso mawa, pamba te tokomi na suka!
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!
Nzambe Mobikisi na biso, sunga biso mpo na lokumu ya Kombo na Yo, kangola biso mpe limbisa masumu na biso mpo na Kombo na Yo!
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.
Mpo na nini bikolo eloba: « Nzambe na bango azali wapi? » Tika ete, na miso na biso, bato ya bikolo bayeba ete ozongiseli bango mabe na mabe, mpo na makila ya basali na Yo, oyo basopaki.
11 Listen to the groans of the prisoners; with your great power save those condemned to die.
Tika ete kolela ya bakangami kati na boloko ekoma liboso na Yo! Na nguya monene na Yo, bikisa ba-oyo bazwa etumbu ya kufa!
12 Pay each of these neighbors back seven times for the scorn and ridicule they directed against you, Lord.
Oh Nkolo, zongisela bikolo oyo ezingeli biso, kotiola oyo batiolaki Yo; zongisela bango mbala sambo.
13 Then we your people, the flock of your pasture, will praise you forever. We will thank you for all generations to come.
Mpe biso, bato na Yo, etonga oyo oleisaka, tokosanzola Yo tango nyonso; mpe na bikeke nyonso, tokosakola lokumu na Yo.
