Psalms 79
1 O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance; thy holy temple have they defiled; they have laid Jerusalem on heaps.
Yon Sòm Asaph O Bondye, nasyon yo te anvayi eritaj Ou a. Yo te souye sen tanp Ou an. Yo te fè Jérusalem kouche nan yon pil ranblè.
2 The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be meat unto the fowls of the heaven, the flesh of thy saints unto the beasts of the earth.
Yo te bay kadav sèvitè Ou yo kon manje pou zwazo syèl yo. Chè a fidèl Ou yo, yo fin bay a bèt latè yo.
3 Their blood have they shed like water round about Jerusalem; and there was none to bury them.
Yo te vide san yo tankou dlo toupatou Jérusalem. Pa t genyen moun ki pou antere yo.
4 We are become a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
Nou gen tan vin yon repwòch pou vwazen nou yo, Yon rizib ak yon betiz pou (sila) ki antoure nou yo.
5 How long, Yhwh? wilt thou be angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
Jiskilè, O SENYÈ? Èske Ou va rete fache nèt? Èske jalouzi Ou va brile tankou dife tout tan?
6 Pour out thy wrath upon the heathen that have not known thee, and upon the kingdoms that have not called upon thy name.
Vide kòlè Ou sou nasyon ki pa rekonèt Ou yo, ak sou wayòm yo ki pa rele non Ou yo.
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.
Paske yo te devore Jacob. Yo te devaste abitasyon Li an.
8 O remember not against us former iniquities: let thy tender mercies speedily come to us: for we are brought very low.
Pa sonje inikite a papa zansèt nou yo pou kenbe kont nou. Kite mizerikòd Ou vini vit rankontre nou, paske nou fin rive ba nèt.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of thy name: and deliver us, and purge away our sins, for thy name’s sake.
Fè nou sekou, O Bondye sali nou an, pou glwa a non Ou. Delivre nou e padone peche nou yo, pou koz a non Ou.
10 Wherefore 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 thy servants which is shed.
Poukisa nasyon yo ta di: “Kote Bondye yo ye?” Kite li vin rekonèt pami nasyon yo devan zye nou, ke vanjans pou san sèvitè Ou yo ap vèse.
11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to die;
Kite vwa prizonyè k ap plenyen yo rive devan Ou. Selon grandè fòs Ou, prezève (sila) ki kondane a lamò.
12 And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, wherewith they have reproached thee, O Lord.
Fè remet a vwazen nou yo, sèt fwa antre nan vant yo, repwòch avèk (sila) yo te repwoche Ou a, O SENYÈ.
13 So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture will give thee thanks for ever: we will shew forth thy praise to all generations.
Konsa nou menm, pèp Ou a, ak mouton a patiraj Ou a, Va bay Ou remèsiman jis pou tout tan. A tout jenerasyon yo, nou va pale lwanj Ou.
