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,
Nzembo ya Azafi. Oh Nzambe, tala ndenge bato ya bikolo ya bapaya bakoti na makasi kati na libula na Yo, bakomisi Esika na Yo ya bule mbindo, mpe bakomisi Yelusalemi mipiku ya mabanga!
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.
Bapesi bibembe ya basali na Yo lokola bilei epai ya bandeke ya likolo, mpe bibembe ya bayengebene na Yo epai ya banyama ya zamba;
3 They have shed their blood As water around Jerusalem, And there is none burying.
basopi makila na bango lokola mayi zingazinga ya Yelusalemi, mpe moto ya kokunda bango azalaki te!
4 We have been a reproach to our neighbors, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
Tala ndenge bato ya bikolo oyo ezingeli biso bazali kofinga biso, mpe tokomi lokola eloko ya liseki na miso na bango!
5 Until when, O YHWH? Are You angry forever? Your jealousy burns as fire.
Kino tango nini, Yawe, okokangela biso kanda? Kino tango nini zuwa na Yo ekopela lokola moto?
6 Pour Your fury on the nations who have not known You, And on kingdoms that have not called on Your Name.
Sopela bikolo oyo eyebi Yo te mpe mikili oyo ebelelaka Kombo na Yo te, kanda makasi na Yo;
7 For [one] has devoured Jacob, And they have made his habitation desolate.
pamba te babebisi Jakobi mpe bapanzi mokili na ye.
8 Do not remember for us the iniquities of forefathers, Hurry, let Your mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.
Kotangela biso te masumu na biso ya kala, kokangela biso motema te, yokela biso mawa, pamba te tokomi na suka!
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.
Nzambe Mobikisi na biso, sunga biso mpo na lokumu ya Kombo na Yo, kangola biso mpe limbisa masumu na biso mpo na Kombo na Yo!
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.
Mpo na nini bikolo eloba: « Nzambe na bango azali wapi? » Tika ete, na miso na biso, bato ya bikolo bayeba ete ozongiseli bango mabe na mabe, mpo na makila ya basali na Yo, oyo basopaki.
11 Let the groaning of the prisoner come in before You, According to the greatness of Your arm, Leave the sons of death.
Tika ete kolela ya bakangami kati na boloko ekoma liboso na Yo! Na nguya monene na Yo, bikisa ba-oyo bazwa etumbu ya kufa!
12 And return to our neighbors, Sevenfold to their bosom, their reproach, With which they reproached You, O Lord.
Oh Nkolo, zongisela bikolo oyo ezingeli biso, kotiola oyo batiolaki Yo; zongisela bango mbala sambo.
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!
Mpe biso, bato na Yo, etonga oyo oleisaka, tokosanzola Yo tango nyonso; mpe na bikeke nyonso, tokosakola lokumu na Yo.
