Psalmowo 79
1 Asaf ƒe ha. O! Mawu, dukɔwo nye zi ɖe wò domenyinu la dzi, wodo gu wò gbedoxɔ kɔkɔe la, eye wogbã Yerusalem wòzu anyiglagoe.
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.
2 Wotsɔ wò dɔlawo ƒe kukuawo na dziƒoxewo abe nuɖuɖu ene, eye wotsɔ wò ame kɔkɔeawo ƒe ŋutilã na anyigbadzilã wɔadãwo.
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.
3 Wokɔ woƒe ʋu ɖi abe tsi ene ƒo xlã Yerusalem, eye ame aɖeke meli aɖi ame kukuawo o.
They have shed their blood like water around Jerusalem, and there was none to bury them.
4 Míezu fewuɖunu na míaƒe aƒelikawo, eye míezu alɔmeɖenu kple vlodonu na ame siwo ƒo xlã mí.
We have become a reproach for our neighbors, mocking and derision to those who are around us.
5 O! Yehowa, va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi? Ɖe nàdo dɔmedzoe tegbeea? Va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi wò ŋuʋaʋã abi abe dzo ene?
How long, Yahweh? Will you stay angry forever? How long will your jealous anger burn like fire?
6 Trɔ wò dziku helĩhelĩ la kɔ ɖe dukɔ siwo menya wò o la dzi kple fiaɖuƒe siwo meyɔa wò ŋkɔ o la dzi.
Pour out your wrath on the nations that do not know you and on the kingdoms that do not call upon your name.
7 Elabena wovuvu Yakob, eye wogbã eƒe denyigba.
For they have devoured Jacob and destroyed his villages.
8 Mègawɔ na mí ɖe mía fofowo ƒe nu vɔ̃ nu o; na wò nublanuikpɔkpɔ nava do go mí kaba, elabena míeɖo xaxa gã aɖe me.
Do not hold the sins of our forefathers against us; may your merciful actions come to us, for we are very low.
9 O! Mawu, mía Ɖela, kpe ɖe mía ŋu le wò ŋkɔ ƒe bubu ta. Ɖe mí, eye nàtsɔ míaƒe nu vɔ̃wo ake mí le wò ŋkɔ la ta.
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.
10 Nu ka ŋuti dukɔwo agblɔ be, “Afi ka woƒe Mawu la le?” Le míawo ŋutɔ ƒe ŋkume, na dukɔwo nanya be, èbia hlɔ̃ na wò dɔla siwo ƒe ʋu wokɔ ɖi.
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.
11 Aʋaléleawo ƒe ŋeŋe neɖo gbɔwò, tsɔ wò asi ƒe ŋusẽ ɖe ame siwo wotso kufia na.
May the groans of the prisoners come before you; with the greatness of your power keep the children of death alive.
12 O! Aƒetɔ, ɖo vlo, si míaƒe aƒelikawo do wò la teƒe na wo zi adre.
Pay back into the laps of our neighboring countries seven times as much as the insults with which they have insulted you, Lord.
13 Ekema mí wò dukɔ, wò lãnyiƒe ƒe alẽwo akafu wò tegbee, eye tso dzidzime yi dzidzime míaɖe wò kafukafu afia.
So we your people and sheep of your pasture will give you thanks forever. We will tell your praises to all generations.
