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.
Pisarema raAsafi. Haiwa Mwari, ndudzi dzapinda panhaka yenyu; vakasvibisa temberi yenyu tsvene, Jerusarema varideredza rikava marara.
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.
Vakapa mitumbi yavaranda venyu sezvokudya zveshiri dzedenga, nyama yavatsvene venyu kuzvikara zvenyika.
3 They have shed their blood like water round about Jerusalem, with none to bury them.
Vakateura ropa kunge mvura paJerusarema rose, uye hakuna munhu anoviga zvitunha.
4 We are become a taunt to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
Tiri chinhu chinoshorwa navatigere navo, chinosekwa nechinozvidzwa kuna avo vakatipoteredza.
5 How long, O LORD, wilt Thou be angry for ever? How long will Thy jealousy burn like fire?
Haiwa Jehovha, mucharamba makatitsamwira nokusingaperi kusvikira riniko? Godo renyu richapisa somoto kusvikira riniko?
6 Pour out Thy wrath upon the nations that know Thee not, and upon the kingdoms that call not upon Thy name.
Dururirai hasha dzenyu pamusoro pendudzi dzisingakuzive, napaushe husingadani kuzita renyu;
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his habitation.
nokuti vakapedza Jakobho uye vakaparadza nyika yokwake.
8 Remember not against us the iniquities of our forefathers; let Thy compassions speedily come to meet us; for we are brought very low.
Regai kuverengera pamusoro pedu zvivi zvamadzibaba; tsitsi dzenyu ngadzikurumidze kuuya kuzosangana nesu, nokuti tiri pakutambudzika.
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.
Tibatsirei, imi Mwari Muponesi wedu, nokuda kwokukudzwa kwezita renyu; tirwirei mutiregerere zvivi zvedu nokuda kwezita renyu.
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.
Ndudzi dzichataurireiko dzichiti, “Mwari wavo aripi?” Zivisai pakati pendudzi, pamberi pedu, kuti munotsiva ropa ravaranda venyu rakateurwa.
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;
Kugomera kwavasungwa ngakusvike pamberi penyu; nesimba roruoko rwenyu chengetedzai avo vakatongerwa rufu.
12 And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, wherewith they have reproached Thee, O Lord.
Mutsive kanomwe pamabvi avavakidzani vedu, kutuka kwavakaita zita renyu, imi Ishe.
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.
Ipapo vanhu venyu, makwai amafuro enyu, vachakurumbidzai nokusingaperi; kubva kune chimwe chizvarwa kusvikira kune chimwe chizvarwa, ticharondedzera nezvokurumbidzwa kwenyu.
