Psalms 79
1 A Melody of Asaph. O God, nations, Have entered thine inheritance, Have profaned thy holy temple, —Have laid Jerusalem in heaps:
[Psalm lal Asaph] O God, mwet pegan elos tuku utyak nu in acn sum. Elos akfohkfokye Tempul mutal lom, Ac arulana kunausla acn Jerusalem.
2 They have given, The dead bodies of thy servants, As food for the birds of the heavens, The flesh of thy men of lovingkindness, Unto the wild beast of the earth:
Elos filiya mano misa lun mwet lom tuh won vulture in kangla, Ac monin mwet kulansap lom tuh in mwe mongo nun kosro lemnak.
3 They have poured out their blood like water, Round about Jerusalem, With none to bury.
Elos okoalik srahn mwet lom oana kof; Srah soror oana kof in acn Jerusalem nufon, Ac wangin mwet lula we in puknelosi.
4 We have become, A reproach to our neighbours, —A mockery and a derision, to them who are round about us.
Mutunfacl nukewa su raunikutla elos kaskas koluk kacsr; Elos isrun kut ac aksruksruki kut.
5 How long, O Yahweh, wilt thou be angry utterly? Shall thy jealousy, burn like fire?
LEUM GOD, ya kom ac mulat sesr nwe tok? Ya kasrkusrak lom ac fah srakna firir oana e?
6 Pour out thy wrath, Upon the nations that have not known thee—and, Upon the kingdoms that, on thy Name, have not called.
Furokla kasrkusrak lom nu fin mutunfacl saya su tia etekom, Nu faclos su tia pre nu sum.
7 For he hath devoured Jacob, —And, his dwelling-place, have they laid waste.
Tuh elos onela mwet lom Ac kunausla facl sum.
8 Do not remember against us former iniquities, —Haste thee, let thy compassions, come to meet us, For we have been brought very low!
Nikmet akkeokye kut ke sripen ma koluk lun mwet matu lasr. Pakomutasr inge. Wanginla na pwaye finsrak lasr.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, on account of the glory of thy Name, —Rescue us then, and put a propitiatory-covering over our sins, For the sake of thy Name.
Kasrekut, O God, ac molikutla. Tulekutla ac nunak munas ke ma koluk lasr Fal nu ke Inem.
10 Wherefore should the nations say—Where is their God? Let him be known among the nations before our eyes! [Yea! By] the avenging of the blood of thy servants which hath been shed!
Efu ku mutunfacl saya in siyuk sesr, “Ku pia God lowos an?” Lela kut in liye foloksak lom nu sin mutunfacl Su aksororye srahn mwet kulansap lom.
11 Let the groaning of the prisoner, come in before thee, —According to the greatness of thine arm, Set free them who are appointed to death.
Lohng pusren sasao lun mwet kapir, Ac ke ku lulap lom, aksukosokyalosla su wotyang nu ke misa.
12 Return, therefore, unto our neighbours—Sevenfold, into their own bosom, The reproach wherewith they have reproached thee, O Adonay!
O Leum, oru foloksak lom nu sin mutunfacl ingan pacl itkosr Ke kas in akkoluk su elos fahk keim uh.
13 So, we, thy people, and the sheep of thy pasture, will give thanks unto thee, to times age-abiding, —To generation after generation, will we recount thy praise.
Na kut, mwet lom, su sheep lun un kosro nutum, Fah sot kulo nu sum ma pahtpat, Ac kaksakin kom nwe tok.
