Psalms 79
1 A Psalm of Asaph. O God, the heathen are come into Thine inheritance; they have defiled Thy holy temple; they have made Jerusalem into heaps.
[A Psalm by Asaph.] God, the nations have come into your inheritance. They have defiled your holy temple. They have laid Jerusalem in heaps.
2 They have given the dead bodies of Thy servants to be food unto the fowls of the heaven, the flesh of Thy saints unto the beasts of the earth.
They have given the dead bodies of your servants to be food for the birds of the sky, the flesh of your faithful to the animals of the earth.
3 They have shed their blood like water round about Jerusalem, with none to bury them.
Their blood they have shed like water around Jerusalem. There was no one to bury them.
4 We are become a taunt to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
We have become objects of contempt to our neighbors, mocked and ridiculed by those who are around us.
5 How long, O LORD, wilt Thou be angry for ever? How long will Thy jealousy burn like fire?
How long, LORD? Will you be angry forever? Will your jealousy burn like fire?
6 Pour out Thy wrath upon the nations that know Thee not, and upon the kingdoms that call not upon Thy name.
Pour out your wrath on the nations that do not know you; on the kingdoms that do not call on your name;
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his habitation.
For they have devoured Jacob, and destroyed his homeland.
8 Remember not against us the iniquities of our forefathers; let Thy compassions speedily come to meet us; for we are brought very low.
Do not hold the iniquities of our forefathers against us. Let your tender mercies speedily meet us, for we are in desperate need.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the sake of the glory of Thy name; and deliver us, and forgive our sins, for Thy name's sake.
Help us, God of our salvation, for the glory of your name. Deliver us, and forgive our sins, for your name's sake.
10 Wherefore should the nations say: 'Where is their God?' Let the avenging of Thy servants' blood that is shed be made known among the nations in our sight.
Why should the nations say, "Where is their God?" Let it be known among the nations, before our eyes, that vengeance for your servants' blood is being poured out.
11 Let the groaning of the prisoner come before Thee; according to the greatness of Thy power set free those that are appointed to death;
Let the sighing of the prisoner come before you. According to the greatness of your power, free those who are sentenced to death.
12 And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, wherewith they have reproached Thee, O Lord.
Pay back to our neighbors seven times into their lap the insults with which they have insulted you, LORD.
13 So we that are Thy people and the flock of Thy pasture will give Thee thanks for ever; we will tell of Thy praise to all generations.
So we, your people and sheep of your pasture, will give you thanks forever. We will praise you forever, to all generations.
