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.
Oh Bog, pogani so prišli v tvojo dediščino, omadeževali so tvoj sveti tempelj, Jeruzalem so razbili na kupe.
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 služabnikov so izročili, da so hrana perjadi neba, meso tvojih svetih za zemeljske živali.
3 They have poured out the blood of Jerusalem's people like water all through the city; no one remains to bury the dead.
Njihovo kri so kakor vodo prelivali naokoli Jeruzalema, in nikogar ni bilo, da jih pokoplje.
4 We have been made a mockery before our neighbors, ridiculed and laughed at by those around us.
Postali smo graja našim sosedom, norčevanje in posmeh tem, ki so okoli nas.
5 How long, Lord? Will you be angry with us forever? Will your jealousy always burn like fire?
Doklej, Gospod? Hočeš biti jezen na veke? Ali bo tvoja ljubosumnost gorela kakor ogenj?
6 Pour out your anger on the heathen nations that don't know you, and on those kingdoms that don't worship you!
Svoj bes izlij nad pogane, ki te ne spoznavajo in nad kraljestva, ki ne kličejo tvojega imena.
7 For they have destroyed the descendants of Jacob, and turned our country into a wasteland.
Kajti požrli so Jakoba in opustošili njegovo prebivališče.
8 Don't hold the sins of our forefathers against us! Come to us quickly for we desperately need your compassion.
O ne spominjaj se zoper nas prejšnjih krivičnosti. Naj nas tvoja nežna usmiljenja naglo vodijo, kajti mi smo zelo ponižani.
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!
Pomagaj nam, oh Bog rešitve naše duše, zaradi slave svojega imena in osvobodi nas in naše grehe očisti proč zaradi svojega imena.
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.
Zakaj bi pogani rekli: »Kje je njihov Bog?« Naj bo z maščevanjem krvi tvojih služabnikov, ki je prelita, on spoznan med pogani v našem pogledu.
11 Listen to the groans of the prisoners; with your great power save those condemned to die.
Naj pride predte jetnikovo vzdihovanje; glede na veličino svoje moči ohrani tiste, ki so določeni, da umro
12 Pay each of these neighbors back seven times for the scorn and ridicule they directed against you, Lord.
in povrni našim sosedom njihovo grajo sedemkratno v njihovo naročje, s katero so te grajali, oh Gospod.
13 Then we your people, the flock of your pasture, will praise you forever. We will thank you for all generations to come.
Tako ti bomo mi, tvoje ljudstvo in ovce tvojega pašnika, dajali zahvalo na veke. Tvojo hvalo bomo naznanjali vsem rodovom.
