Psalms 79
1 A psalm of Asaph. God, foreign nations have come into your inheritance; they have defiled your holy temple; they have turned Jerusalem into a heap of ruins.
Thaburi ya Asafu Wee Ngai, ndũrĩrĩ nĩitharĩkĩire igai rĩaku; nĩithaahĩtie hekarũ yaku theru, imomorete itũũra rĩa Jerusalemu rĩgatuĩka irũndo cia mahiga.
2 They have given the dead bodies of your servants as food to the birds of the skies, the bodies of your faithful people to the beasts of the earth.
Ciimba cia ndungata ciaku macineanĩte ituĩke irio cia nyoni cia rĩera-inĩ, na mĩĩrĩ ya andũ aku aamũre makamĩheana kũrĩ nyamũ cia gĩthaka.
3 They have shed their blood like water around Jerusalem, and there was none to bury them.
Maitĩte thakame ya andũ aku ta maaĩ Jerusalemu guothe, na gũtirĩ mũndũ wa gũthika arĩa makuĩte.
4 We have become a reproach for our neighbors, mocking and derision to those who are around us.
Tũtuĩkĩte andũ a kũmenwo nĩ arĩa tũriganĩtie nao, tũgatuĩka andũ a kũnyararwo na gũthekererwo nĩ arĩa matũthiũrũrũkĩirie.
5 How long, Yahweh? Will you stay angry forever? How long will your jealous anger burn like fire?
Wee Jehova-rĩ, nĩ nginya rĩ? Ũgũtũũra ũrĩ mũrakaru nginya tene? Nĩ nginya rĩ ũiru waku ũgũtũũra wakanĩte ta mwaki?
6 Pour out your wrath on the nations that do not know you and on the kingdoms that do not call upon your name.
Itĩrĩria ndũrĩrĩ iria itakũũĩ mangʼũrĩ maku, ũmaitĩrĩrie mothamaki marĩa matakayagĩra rĩĩtwa rĩaku;
7 For they have devoured Jacob and destroyed his villages.
nĩgũkorwo nĩmatambuurĩte Jakubu na makaananga bũrũri wake.
8 Do not hold the sins of our forefathers against us; may your merciful actions come to us, for we are very low.
Ndũgatũherithie nĩ ũndũ wa mehia ma maithe maitũ; tha ciaku irohiũha itũkinyĩrĩre, nĩgũkorwo tũrĩ ahinyĩrĩrĩku mũno.
9 Help us, God of our salvation, for the sake of the glory of your name; save us and forgive our sins for your name's sake.
Tũteithie, Wee Ngai Mũhonokia witũ; nĩ ũndũ wa riiri wa rĩĩtwa rĩaku; tũteithũre na ũtũrekere mehia maitũ nĩ ũndũ wa rĩĩtwa rĩaku.
10 Why should the nations say, “Where is their God?” May the blood of your servants that was shed be avenged on the nations before our eyes.
Nĩ kĩĩ gĩgũtũma ndũrĩrĩ ciũrie atĩrĩ, “Ngai wao akĩrĩ ha?” Menyithania kũrĩ ndũrĩrĩ tũkĩĩonagĩra na maitho maitũ atĩ nĩũrĩhanagĩria thakame ya ndungata ciaku ĩrĩa ĩitĩtwo.
11 May the groans of the prisoners come before you; with the greatness of your power keep the children of death alive.
Mũcaayo wa arĩa moohetwo njeera ũrogũkinyĩra; nĩ ũndũ wa hinya wa guoko gwaku gitĩra arĩa matuĩrĩirwo gũkua.
12 Pay back into the laps of our neighboring countries seven times as much as the insults with which they have insulted you, Lord.
Wĩrĩhĩrie maita mũgwanja harĩ ndũrĩrĩ iria tũriganĩtie nacio, nĩ ũndũ wa rũmena rũrĩa makũmenete naruo, Wee Mwathani.
13 So we your people and sheep of your pasture will give you thanks forever. We will tell your praises to all generations.
Na ithuĩ andũ aku, o ithuĩ ngʼondu cia rũũru rwaku, tũkũgoocage nginya tene na tene; nĩtũrahage ũgooci waku, kuuma njiarwa na njiarwa.
