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.
He himene na Ahapa. E te Atua, kua tae mai nga tauiwi ki tou kainga tupu, kua noa i a ratou tou temepara tapu, kua waiho a Hiruharama kia puranga kau ana.
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.
Ko nga tinana mate o au pononga kua hoatu e ratou hei kai ma nga manu o te rangi, ko te kikokiko o tau hunga tapu ma nga kirehe o te whenua.
3 They have poured out the blood of Jerusalem's people like water all through the city; no one remains to bury the dead.
Ko o ratou toto, ringihia ake e ratou ano he wai, ki nga taha o Hiruharama; kahore hoki he tangata hei tanu i a ratou.
4 We have been made a mockery before our neighbors, ridiculed and laughed at by those around us.
Kua waiho matou hei tawainga ma o matou hoa, hei katanga ma te hunga i tetahi taha, i tetahi taha o matou.
5 How long, Lord? Will you be angry with us forever? Will your jealousy always burn like fire?
Kia pehea te roa, e Ihowa? E riri tonu ranei koe ake ake? E ngiha tonu ranei tou hae me he kapura?
6 Pour out your anger on the heathen nations that don't know you, and on those kingdoms that don't worship you!
Ringihia tou riri ki nga tauiwi kahore nei e matau ki a koe, ki nga rangatiratanga kahore nei e karanga ki tou ingoa.
7 For they have destroyed the descendants of Jacob, and turned our country into a wasteland.
Kua pau hoki a Hakopa i a ratou, kua ururua i a ratou tona nohoanga.
8 Don't hold the sins of our forefathers against us! Come to us quickly for we desperately need your compassion.
Kaua ra e maharatia nga kino o o matou tupuna; kia hohoro tou aroha ki mua i a matou; kua whakaititia rawatia hoki matou.
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!
Awhinatia matou, e te Atua o to matou whakaoranga, kia whakakororiatia ai tou ingoa: whakaorangia matou, hipokina hoki o matou hara, he mahara ki tou ingoa.
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.
Kia mea koia nga tauiwi, Kei hea to ratou Atua? Kia kite atu matou e matau ana nga tauiwi ki te whakatakinga i te toto o au pononga i whakahekea nei.
11 Listen to the groans of the prisoners; with your great power save those condemned to die.
Kia tae atu ki tou aroaro te aue a te herehere: kia rite ki te nui o tou kaha tau whakaora i te hunga e meatia ana kia mate.
12 Pay each of these neighbors back seven times for the scorn and ridicule they directed against you, Lord.
Takiwhitutia atu te utu e hoatu e koe ki nga uma o o matou hoa mo ta ratou tawai, e tawai nei ratou ki a koe, e te Ariki.
13 Then we your people, the flock of your pasture, will praise you forever. We will thank you for all generations to come.
Penei ka whakawhetai matou, tau iwi, nga hipi hoki e hepara nei koe, ki a koe ake ake: ka whakaitea e matou te whakamoemiti ki a koe, ki nga whakatupuranga katoa.
