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.
Asaf dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, amanaman no atow ahyɛ wʼagyapade so; wɔagu wʼasɔredan kronkron no ho fi, wɔama Yerusalem adan nnwiriwii.
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.
Wɔde wʼasomfo afunu ayɛ aduan ama wim nnomaa, na wɔde wʼahotefo nam ama asase so mmoa.
3 They have shed their blood like water around Jerusalem, and there was none to bury them.
Wɔahwie mogya agu te sɛ nsu wɔ Yerusalem ho nyinaa, na obiara nni hɔ a obesie awufo no.
4 We have become a reproach for our neighbors, mocking and derision to those who are around us.
Yɛayɛ animtiaabude ama yɛn mfɛfo, fɛwdi ne nsopa ama wɔn a wɔatwa yɛn ho ahyia.
5 How long, Yahweh? Will you stay angry forever? How long will your jealous anger burn like fire?
Awurade, enkosi da bɛn? Wo bo befuw afebɔɔ ana? Wo ninkunu bɛdɛw sɛ ogya akosi da bɛn?
6 Pour out your wrath on the nations that do not know you and on the kingdoms that do not call upon your name.
Hwie wʼabufuw gu amanaman a wonnye wo nto mu no so, ahenni a wɔmmɔ wo din no;
7 For they have devoured Jacob and destroyed his villages.
efisɛ wɔakum Yakob na wɔasɛe nʼatenae.
8 Do not hold the sins of our forefathers against us; may your merciful actions come to us, for we are very low.
Mfa yɛn agyanom bɔne so asotwe mma yɛn; ma wo mmɔborɔhunu mmra yɛn so ntɛm, na yɛwɔ ahohiahia mu.
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.
Onyankopɔn yɛn Agyenkwa, boa yɛn, wo din no anuonyam nti; gye yɛn na fa yɛn bɔne kyɛ yɛn wo din nti.
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.
Adɛn nti na ɛsɛ sɛ amanaman ka se, “Wɔn Nyankopɔn wɔ he?” Yɛn anim ha ara, ma wonhu wɔ amanaman mu sɛ wotɔ wʼasomfo mogya a wɔahwie agu no so werɛ.
11 May the groans of the prisoners come before you; with the greatness of your power keep the children of death alive.
Ma nneduafo no apinisi nnu wʼanim; fa wo basa ahoɔden no kora wɔn a wɔabu wɔn kumfɔ no.
12 Pay back into the laps of our neighboring countries seven times as much as the insults with which they have insulted you, Lord.
Awurade, ahohora a yɛn mfɛfo asum agu wo so no, tua wɔn so ka mpɛn ason.
13 So we your people and sheep of your pasture will give you thanks forever. We will tell your praises to all generations.
Na yɛn a yɛyɛ wo nkurɔfo, wʼadidibea nguan no, beyi wo ayɛ daa nyinaa; efi awo ntoatoaso kosi awo ntoatoaso, yɛbɛkɔ so aka wʼayeyi akyerɛ. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo sɛ wɔnto no “Sonannim Edut” sanku nne so.
