Psalms 79
1 Of Asaph. God, hethene men cam in to thin eritage; thei defouliden thin hooli temple, thei settiden Jerusalem in to the keping of applis.
A Psalm of Asaph. O God, the heathen are come into Thine inheritance; they have defiled Thy holy temple; they have made Jerusalem into heaps.
2 Thei settiden the slayn bodies of thi seruauntis, meetis to the volatilis of heuenes; the fleischis of thi seyntis to the beestis of the erthe.
They have given the dead bodies of Thy servants to be food unto the fowls of the heaven, the flesh of Thy saints unto the beasts of the earth.
3 Thei schedden out the blood of hem, as watir in the cumpas of Jerusalem; and noon was that biriede.
They have shed their blood like water round about Jerusalem, with none to bury them.
4 We ben maad schenschipe to oure neiyboris; mowynge and scornynge to hem, that ben in oure cumpas.
We are become a taunt to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
5 Lord, hou longe schalt thou be wrooth in to the ende? schal thi veniaunce be kyndelid as fier?
How long, O LORD, wilt Thou be angry for ever? How long will Thy jealousy burn like fire?
6 Schede out thin ire in to hethene men, that knowen not thee; and in to rewmes, that clepiden not thi name.
Pour out Thy wrath upon the nations that know Thee not, and upon the kingdoms that call not upon Thy name.
7 For thei eeten Jacob; and maden desolat his place.
For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his habitation.
8 Haue thou not mynde on oure elde wickidnesses; thi mercies bifore take vs soone, for we ben maad pore greetli.
Remember not against us the iniquities of our forefathers; let Thy compassions speedily come to meet us; for we are brought very low.
9 God, oure heelthe, helpe thou vs, and, Lord, for the glorie of thi name delyuer thou vs; and be thou merciful to oure synnes for thi name.
Help us, O God of our salvation, for the sake of the glory of Thy name; and deliver us, and forgive our sins, for Thy name's sake.
10 Lest perauenture thei seie among hethene men, Where is the God of hem? and be he knowun among naciouns bifore oure iyen. The veniaunce of the blood of thi seruauntis, which is sched out; the weilyng of feterid men entre in thi siyt.
Wherefore should the nations say: 'Where is their God?' Let the avenging of Thy servants' blood that is shed be made known among the nations in our sight.
11 Vpe the greetnesse of thin arm; welde thou the sones of slayn men.
Let the groaning of the prisoner come before Thee; according to the greatness of Thy power set free those that are appointed to death;
12 And yelde thou to oure neiyboris seuenfoold in the bosum of hem; the schenschip of hem, which thei diden schenschipfuli to thee, thou Lord.
And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, wherewith they have reproached Thee, O Lord.
13 But we that ben thi puple, and the scheep of thi leesewe; schulen knouleche to thee in to the world. In generacioun and in to generacioun; we schulen telle thin heriyng.
So we that are Thy people and the flock of Thy pasture will give Thee thanks for ever; we will tell of Thy praise to all generations.
