Psalms 79
1 A PSALM OF ASAPH. O God, nations have come into Your inheritance, They have defiled Your holy temple, They made Jerusalem become 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 They gave the dead bodies of Your servants [As] food for the birds of the heavens, The flesh of Your saints For the wild beast 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 They have shed their blood As water around Jerusalem, And there is none burying.
Yo te vide san yo tankou dlo toupatou Jérusalem. Pa t genyen moun ki pou antere yo.
4 We have been a reproach to our neighbors, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
Nou gen tan vin yon repwòch pou vwazen nou yo, Yon rizib ak yon betiz pou (sila) ki antoure nou yo.
5 Until when, O YHWH? Are You angry forever? Your jealousy burns as fire.
Jiskilè, O SENYÈ? Èske Ou va rete fache nèt? Èske jalouzi Ou va brile tankou dife tout tan?
6 Pour Your fury on the nations who have not known You, And on kingdoms that have not called on Your Name.
Vide kòlè Ou sou nasyon ki pa rekonèt Ou yo, ak sou wayòm yo ki pa rele non Ou yo.
7 For [one] has devoured Jacob, And they have made his habitation desolate.
Paske yo te devore Jacob. Yo te devaste abitasyon Li an.
8 Do not remember for us the iniquities of forefathers, Hurry, let Your mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.
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, Because of the glory of Your Name, And deliver us, and cover over our sins, For Your 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 Why do the nations say, “Where [is] their God?” Let [it] be known among the nations before our eyes, The vengeance of the blood of Your servants that 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 groaning of the prisoner come in before You, According to the greatness of Your arm, Leave the sons of death.
Kite vwa prizonyè k ap plenyen yo rive devan Ou. Selon grandè fòs Ou, prezève (sila) ki kondane a lamò.
12 And return to our neighbors, Sevenfold to their bosom, their reproach, With which they reproached You, 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 And we, Your people, and the flock of Your pasture, We give thanks to You for all time, We recount Your praise from generation to generation!
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.
