Ψαλμοί 79
1 ψαλμὸς τῷ Ασαφ ὁ θεός ἤλθοσαν ἔθνη εἰς τὴν κληρονομίαν σου ἐμίαναν τὸν ναὸν τὸν ἅγιόν σου ἔθεντο Ιερουσαλημ εἰς ὀπωροφυλάκιον
A Psalm of Asaph. O God, nations have come into Thy inheritance, They have defiled Thy holy temple, They made Jerusalem become heaps,
2 ἔθεντο τὰ θνησιμαῖα τῶν δούλων σου βρώματα τοῖς πετεινοῖς τοῦ οὐρανοῦ τὰς σάρκας τῶν ὁσίων σου τοῖς θηρίοις τῆς γῆς
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.
3 ἐξέχεαν τὸ αἷμα αὐτῶν ὡς ὕδωρ κύκλῳ Ιερουσαλημ καὶ οὐκ ἦν ὁ θάπτων
They have shed their blood As water round about Jerusalem, And there is none burying.
4 ἐγενήθημεν ὄνειδος τοῖς γείτοσιν ἡμῶν μυκτηρισμὸς καὶ χλευασμὸς τοῖς κύκλῳ ἡμῶν
We have been a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
5 ἕως πότε κύριε ὀργισθήσῃ εἰς τέλος ἐκκαυθήσεται ὡς πῦρ ὁ ζῆλός σου
Till when, O Jehovah? art Thou angry for ever? Thy jealousy doth burn as fire.
6 ἔκχεον τὴν ὀργήν σου ἐπὶ ἔθνη τὰ μὴ γινώσκοντά σε καὶ ἐπὶ βασιλείας αἳ τὸ ὄνομά σου οὐκ ἐπεκαλέσαντο
Pour Thy fury on the nations who have not known Thee, And on kingdoms that have not called in Thy name.
7 ὅτι κατέφαγον τὸν Ιακωβ καὶ τὸν τόπον αὐτοῦ ἠρήμωσαν
For [one] hath devoured Jacob, And his habitation they have made desolate.
8 μὴ μνησθῇς ἡμῶν ἀνομιῶν ἀρχαίων ταχὺ προκαταλαβέτωσαν ἡμᾶς οἱ οἰκτιρμοί σου ὅτι ἐπτωχεύσαμεν σφόδρα
Remember not for us the iniquities of forefathers, Haste, let Thy mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.
9 βοήθησον ἡμῖν ὁ θεὸς ὁ σωτὴρ ἡμῶν ἕνεκα τῆς δόξης τοῦ ὀνόματός σου κύριε ῥῦσαι ἡμᾶς καὶ ἱλάσθητι ταῖς ἁμαρτίαις ἡμῶν ἕνεκα τοῦ ὀνόματός σου
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.
10 μήποτε εἴπωσιν τὰ ἔθνη ποῦ ἐστιν ὁ θεὸς αὐτῶν καὶ γνωσθήτω ἐν τοῖς ἔθνεσιν ἐνώπιον τῶν ὀφθαλμῶν ἡμῶν ἡ ἐκδίκησις τοῦ αἵματος τῶν δούλων σου τοῦ ἐκκεχυμένου
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.
11 εἰσελθάτω ἐνώπιόν σου ὁ στεναγμὸς τῶν πεπεδημένων κατὰ τὴν μεγαλωσύνην τοῦ βραχίονός σου περιποίησαι τοὺς υἱοὺς τῶν τεθανατωμένων
Let the groaning of the prisoner come in before Thee, According to the greatness of Thine arm, Leave Thou the sons of death.
12 ἀπόδος τοῖς γείτοσιν ἡμῶν ἑπταπλασίονα εἰς τὸν κόλπον αὐτῶν τὸν ὀνειδισμὸν αὐτῶν ὃν ὠνείδισάν σε κύριε
And turn Thou back to our neighbours, Sevenfold unto their bosom, their reproach, Wherewith they reproached Thee, O Lord.
13 ἡμεῖς δὲ λαός σου καὶ πρόβατα τῆς νομῆς σου ἀνθομολογησόμεθά σοι εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα εἰς γενεὰν καὶ γενεὰν ἐξαγγελοῦμεν τὴν αἴνεσίν σου
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!
