Psalms 79
1 A Psalm of Asaph. O God, nations have come into Thy inheritance, They have defiled Thy holy temple, They made Jerusalem become heaps,
Psalm Asafu. O Bog, prišli so narodi v posestvo tvoje, oskrunili so hram svetosti tvoje, v groblje izpremenili so Jeruzalem.
2 They gave the dead bodies of Thy servants Food for the fowls of the heavens, The flesh of Thy saints For the wild beast of the earth.
Dali so hlapcev tvojih truplo za hrano tičem nebeškim; meso njih, katerim si milosten, zemeljskim zverém.
3 They have shed their blood As water round about Jerusalem, And there is none burying.
Prelivali so kri njihovo kakor vodo okrog Jeruzalema, in ni ga bilo, da bi pokopaval.
4 We have been a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
V zasramovanje smo sosedom našim, v zasmehovanje in norčevanje njim, kateri so okolo nas.
5 Till when, O Jehovah? art Thou angry for ever? Thy jealousy doth burn as fire.
Doklej, Gospod? bodeš-li jezil se večno? bode li gorela kakor ogenj gorečnost tvoja?
6 Pour Thy fury on the nations who have not known Thee, And on kingdoms that have not called in Thy name.
Izlij srd svoj nad one narode, kateri te ne spoznavajo, in nad kraljestva, katera ne kličejo tvojega imena.
7 For [one] hath devoured Jacob, And his habitation they have made desolate.
Ker pojedli so Jakoba, in razdejali so prebivališče njegovo.
8 Remember not for us the iniquities of forefathers, Haste, let Thy mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.
Ne spomínjaj se zoper nas krivic preteklih časov, hiti naj in prehití nas usmiljenje tvoje, ker obožali smo silno.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, Because of the honour of Thy name, And deliver us, and cover over our sins, For Thy name's sake.
Pomagaj nam, Bog, blaginje naše, zavoljo česti svojega imena, in reši nas ter prizanesi nam grehe naše zavoljo svojega imena.
10 Why do the nations say, 'Where [is] their God?' Let be known among the nations before our eyes, The vengeance of the blood of Thy servants that is shed.
Zakaj naj bi govorili oni narodi: "Kje je njih Bog?" Znano bodi med onimi narodi pred našimi očmi maščevanje krvi prelite hlapcev tvojih.
11 Let the groaning of the prisoner come in before Thee, According to the greatness of Thine arm, Leave Thou the sons of death.
Pred obličje tvoje naj pride zdihovanje jetnika, po velikosti roke svoje stóri, da ostanejo, kateri se že izročajo smrti.
12 And turn Thou back to our neighbours, Sevenfold unto their bosom, their reproach, Wherewith they reproached Thee, O Lord.
Povrni torej sosedom našim sedemkrat v njih naročje sramoto njih, katero so ti delali, Gospod.
13 And we, Thy people, and the flock of Thy pasture, We give thanks to Thee to the age, To all generations we recount Thy praise!
In mi ljudstvo tvoje, in čeda paše tvoje, bodemo slavili te večno; od roda do roda bodemo oznanjali hvalo tvojo.
