Psalms 74
1 “A Maskil of Assaph.” Why, O God, hast thou cast us off for ever? why will thy anger smoke against the flock of thy pasture?
Maskili ti Asafu. Ọlọ́run, èéṣe tí ìwọ fi kọ̀ wá sílẹ̀ títí láé? Èéṣe tí ìbínú rẹ̀ fi dìde sí àwọn àgùntàn pápá rẹ?
2 Remember thy congregation, which thou didst acquire of old; which thou didst redeem as the tribe of thy inheritance: this mount Zion, whereon thou hast dwelt.
Rántí àwọn ènìyàn tí ìwọ ti rà nígbà àtijọ́, ẹ̀yà ilẹ̀ ìní rẹ, tí ìwọ ti rà padà. Òkè Sioni, níbi tí ìwọ ń gbé.
3 Lift up thy steps unto the perpetual heaps of ruins: the enemy hath ill-used every thing in the sanctuary.
Yí ẹsẹ̀ rẹ padà sí ìparun ayérayé wọn, gbogbo ìparun yìí tí ọ̀tá ti mú wá sí ibi mímọ́.
4 Thy adversaries have roared in the midst of thy places of assembly: they have set up their signs for signs.
Àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ ń bú ramúramù láàrín ènìyàn rẹ, wọ́n ń gbé àsíá wọn sókè fún àmì.
5 [The enemy] is known as one that lifteth up high axes against the thickets of a forest.
Wọ́n ń rí bí ọkùnrin tí ó gbé àáké rẹ̀ sókè láti gé igi igbó dídí.
6 And now they hew in pieces the carved work thereof altogether with hatchets and hammers.
Ṣùgbọ́n nísinsin yìí, iṣẹ́ ọnà fínfín, ni wọ́n fi àáké wó lulẹ̀ ní ẹ̀ẹ̀kan náà.
7 They have set on fire thy sanctuary; to the ground have they profaned the dwelling-place of thy name.
Wọ́n sun ibi mímọ́ rẹ lulẹ̀ wọ́n ba ibùgbé orúkọ rẹ jẹ́.
8 They have said in their heart, We will oppress them altogether: they have burnt up all the places of assembly of God in the land.
Wọ́n wí ní ọkàn wọn. “Àwa ó run wọ́n pátápátá!” Wọ́n sun gbogbo ibi ìjọ́sìn Ọlọ́run ní ilẹ̀ náà.
9 Our signs do we not see: there is no more any prophet: and there is no one among us that knoweth how long.
A kò fún wa ní àmì iṣẹ́ ìyanu kankan; kò sí wòlíì kankan ẹnìkankan wa kò mọ ìgbà tí eléyìí yóò dà.
10 How long, O God, shall the adversary utter defiance? shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?
Àwọn ọ̀tá yóò ti kùn sí ọ pẹ́ tó, Ọlọ́run? Àwọn ọ̀tá yóò ha ba orúkọ rẹ jẹ́ títí láé?
11 Why withdrawest thou thy hand, and thy right hand? [draw it] out of thy bosom—exterminate [them];
Èéṣe tí ìwọ fi dá ọwọ́ rẹ dúró, ọwọ́ ọ̀tún rẹ? Mú un kúrò nínú ìṣẹ́po aṣọ rẹ kí o sì run wọ́n!
12 Since [thou] God art my King from olden days, working salvation in the midst of the earth.
Ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ Ọlọ́run ni ọba mi láti ìgbà pípẹ́; Ó mú ìgbàlà wá sórí ilẹ̀ ayé.
13 It was thou that didst divide by thy strength the sea: thou brokest in pieces the heads of the crocodiles on the waters.
Ìwọ ni ó la òkun sílẹ̀ nípa agbára rẹ; ìwọ fọ́ orí ẹ̀mí búburú nínú omi.
14 Thou didst crush the heads of leviathan, and gavest them as food to the people inhabiting the wilderness.
Ìwọ fọ́ orí Lefitani túútúú, o sì fi ṣe oúnjẹ fun àwọn ẹ̀dá tí ń gbé inú ijù tìrẹ ni ọ̀sán, tìrẹ sì ni alẹ́ pẹ̀lú; ìwọ fi ìdí oòrùn àti òṣùpá lélẹ̀.
15 Thou didst cleave fountain and stream: thou didst dry up ever-flowing rivers.
Ìwọ ya orísun omi àti ìṣàn omi; Ìwọ mú kí odò tó ń sàn gbẹ.
16 Thine is the day and thine is the night: it is thou who hast prepared the luminary and the sun.
Tìrẹ ni ọ̀sán, tìrẹ ni òru pẹ̀lú; ìwọ yà oòrùn àti òṣùpá.
17 It is thou who hast set up all the boundaries of the earth: summer and winter—thou thyself hast formed them.
Ìwọ pààlà etí ayé; Ìwọ dá ìgbà ẹ̀ẹ̀rùn àti ìgbà òtútù.
18 Remember this, that the enemy hath defied the Lord, and that a worthless foolish people have blasphemed thy name.
Rántí bí àwọn ọ̀tá ń kẹ́gàn rẹ, Olúwa bí àwọn aṣiwèrè ènìyàn ti ń ba orúkọ rẹ jẹ́.
19 Oh give not up unto the multitude of enemies the soul of thy turtle-dove: the congregation of thy afflicted do not thou forget for ever.
Má ṣe fi ẹ̀mí àdàbà rẹ fún ẹranko igbó búburú; má ṣe gbàgbé ẹ̀mí àwọn ènìyàn rẹ tí a ń pọ́n lójú títí láé.
20 Look unto the covenant; for the dark places of the earth are full of habitations of violence.
Bojú wo májẹ̀mú rẹ, nítorí ibi òkùnkùn ayé kún fún ibùgbé ìkà.
21 Oh let not the oppressed return confounded: let the poor and needy praise thy name.
Má ṣe jẹ́ kí àwọn aninilára padà sẹ́yìn nínú ìtìjú jẹ́ kí àwọn aláìní àti tálákà yin orúkọ rẹ.
22 Arise, O God, plead thy own cause: remember thy defiance from the worthless fool all the day.
Dìde, Ọlọ́run, gba ẹjọ́ ara rẹ rò; rántí bí àwọn aṣiwèrè ti ń kẹ́gàn rẹ ní gbogbo ọjọ́.
23 Forget not the voice of thy adversaries: the tumult of those that rise up against thee ascendeth continually.
Má ṣe gbàgbé ohùn àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ, bíbú àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ, tí ó ń pọ̀ sí i nígbà gbogbo.
