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,
Faarfannaa Asaaf. Yaa Waaqi, namoonni ormaa handhuuraa kee qabataniiru; mana qulqullummaa kee qulqullicha xureessaniiru; Yerusaaleminis barbadeessaniiru.
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.
Akka isaan nyaata isaaniif taʼaniif, reeffa garboota keetii allaattii samiitiif, foon qulqulloota keetii immoo bineensota lafaatiif kennaniiru.
3 They have shed their blood As water around Jerusalem, And there is none burying.
Dhiiga isaaniis naannoo Yerusaalemitti akkuma bishaanii dhangalaasan; namni isaan awwaalu tokko illee hin argamne.
4 We have been a reproach to our neighbors, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
Ollaa keenya biratti maqaan nu badeera; warra naannoo keenya jiran birattis nama tuffii fi kolfaa taane.
5 Until when, O YHWH? Are You angry forever? Your jealousy burns as fire.
Yaa Waaqayyo, kun hamma yoomiitti? Ati hamma bara baraatti aartaa? Hinaaffaan kees hamma yoomiitti akka ibiddaa bobaʼa?
6 Pour Your fury on the nations who have not known You, And on kingdoms that have not called on Your Name.
Dheekkamsa kee sana saboota si hin beekne irratti, mootummoota maqaa kee hin waammanne irratti gad dhangalaasi;
7 For [one] has devoured Jacob, And they have made his habitation desolate.
isaan Yaaqoobin liqimsaniiruutii; iddoo jireenya isaas balleessaniiru.
8 Do not remember for us the iniquities of forefathers, Hurry, let Your mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.
Cubbuu abbootii keenyaa nutti hin herregin; waan nu baayʼee gad deebifamneef, araarri kee dafee nu bira haa gaʼu.
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.
Yaa Waaqi Fayyisaa keenya, ulfina maqaa keetiitiif jedhii nu gargaari; maqaa keetiif jedhiitii nu oolchi; cubbuu keenya illee nuu dhiisi.
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.
Ormoonni maaliif, “Waaqni isaanii eessa jira?” jedhu ree? Dhiiga tajaajiltoota keetii kan dhangalaafame sanaaf, akka haaloo baaftu ija keenya duratti saboota gidduutti beeksisi.
11 Let the groaning of the prisoner come in before You, According to the greatness of Your arm, Leave the sons of death.
Aaduun hidhamtootaa fuula kee dura haa gaʼu; jabina irree keetiitiin warra duuti itti murame oolchi.
12 And return to our neighbors, Sevenfold to their bosom, their reproach, With which they reproached You, O Lord.
Yaa Gooftaa, arraba isaan ittiin si arrabsan, dachaa torba godhiitii ollaa keenyatti deebisi.
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!
Yoos nu sabni kee, hoolonni tika keetii, bara baraan si jajanna; dhalootaa hamma dhalootaattis, galata kee ni odeessina.
