Psalms 79
1 O God, the heathen are come into your inheritance; your holy temple have they defiled; they have laid Jerusalem on heaps.
Bože! neznabošci doðoše u dostojanje tvoje; oskvrniše svetu crkvu tvoju, Jerusalim pretvoriše u zidine.
2 The dead bodies of your servants have they given to be meat to the fowls of the heaven, the flesh of your saints to the beasts of the earth.
Truplje sluga tvojih dadoše pticama nebeskijem da ih jedu, tijela svetaca tvojih zvijerima zemaljskim.
3 Their blood have they shed like water round about Jerusalem; and there was none to bury them.
Proliše krv njihovu kao vodu oko Jerusalima, i ne bješe ko da pogrebe.
4 We are become a reproach to our neighbors, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
Postadosmo potsmijeh u susjeda svojih, rugaju nam se i sramote nas koji su oko nas.
5 How long, LORD? will you be angry for ever? shall your jealousy burn like fire?
Dokle æeš se, Gospode, jednako gnjeviti, jarost tvoja gorjeti kao oganj?
6 Pour out your wrath on the heathen that have not known you, and on the kingdoms that have not called on your name.
Izlij gnjev svoj na narode koji te ne znaju, i na carstva koja ne prizivlju tvojega imena.
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.
Jer izjedoše Jakova, i naselje njegovo opustiše.
8 O remember not against us former iniquities: let your tender mercies speedily prevent us: for we are brought very low.
Ne pominji preðašnjih bezakonja naših, veæ pohitaj da nas presreteš milosrðem svojim, jer smo veoma ološali.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of your name: and deliver us, and purge away our sins, for your name’s sake.
Pomozi nam, Bože, spasitelju naš, radi slave imena svojega, izbavi nas i oèisti od grijeha naših radi imena svojega.
10 Why should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be known among the heathen in our sight by the revenging of the blood of your servants which is shed.
Zašto da govore neznabošci: gdje je Bog njihov? Neka se pokaže pred oèima našim osveta nad neznabošcima za prolitu krv sluga tvojih!
11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before you; according to the greatness of your power preserve you those that are appointed to die;
Neka izaðu pred lice tvoje uzdasi sužanjski, silom mišice svoje saèuvaj namijenjene smrti.
12 And render to our neighbors sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, with which they have reproached you, O Lord.
Sedminom vrati u njedra susjedima našim ruženje, kojim te ružiše, Gospode!
13 So we your people and sheep of your pasture will give you thanks for ever: we will show forth your praise to all generations.
A mi narod tvoj i ovce paše tvoje dovijeka æemo tebe slaviti i od koljena na koljeno kazivati hvalu tvoju.
