תְהִלִּים 79

1 מִזְמֹ֗ור לְאָ֫סָ֥ף אֱ‍ֽלֹהִ֡ים בָּ֤אוּ גֹויִ֨ם ׀ בְּֽנַחֲלָתֶ֗ךָ טִ֭מְּאוּ אֶת־הֵיכַ֣ל קָדְשֶׁ֑ךָ שָׂ֖מוּ אֶת־יְרוּשָׁלַ֣͏ִם לְעִיִּֽים׃

A psalm of Asaph. Heathen, O God, have come into your land, defiling your holy temple, and laying Jerusalem in ruins.

2 נָֽתְנ֡וּ אֶת־נִבְלַ֬ת עֲבָדֶ֗יךָ מַ֭אֲכָל לְעֹ֣וף הַשָּׁמָ֑יִם בְּשַׂ֥ר חֲ֝סִידֶ֗יךָ לְחַיְתֹו־אָֽרֶץ׃

They have given the bodies of your dead servants to the birds of the air to devour, and the flesh of your faithful to the beasts of the field.

3 שָׁפְכ֬וּ דָמָ֨ם ׀ כַּמַּ֗יִם סְֽבִ֘יבֹ֤ות יְֽרוּשָׁלָ֗͏ִם וְאֵ֣ין קֹובֵֽר׃

Round about Jerusalem they have poured out their blood like water; and there was no one to bury them.

4 הָיִ֣ינוּ חֶ֭רְפָּה לִשְׁכֵנֵ֑ינוּ לַ֥עַג וָ֝קֶ֗לֶס לִסְבִיבֹותֵֽינוּ׃

On every side our neighbours revile us and mock us and jeer at us.

5 עַד־מָ֣ה יְ֭הוָה תֶּאֱנַ֣ף לָנֶ֑צַח תִּבְעַ֥ר כְּמֹו־אֵ֝֗שׁ קִנְאָתֶֽךָ׃

How long will you be angry, O Lord? Will your jealousy burn like fire forever?

6 שְׁפֹ֤ךְ חֲמָתְךָ֨ אֶֽל־הַגֹּויִם֮ אֲשֶׁ֪ר לֹא־יְדָ֫ע֥וּךָ וְעַ֥ל מַמְלָכֹ֑ות אֲשֶׁ֥ר בְּ֝שִׁמְךָ֗ לֹ֣א קָרָֽאוּ׃

Pour out your wrath on the nations that don’t know you, on the kingdoms that do not call on your name.

7 כִּ֭י אָכַ֣ל אֶֽת־יַעֲקֹ֑ב וְֽאֶת־נָוֵ֥הוּ הֵשַֽׁמּוּ׃

For Jacob they devoured, they have desolated his home.

8 אַֽל־תִּזְכָּר־לָנוּ֮ עֲוֹנֹ֪ת רִאשֹׁ֫נִ֥ים מַ֭הֵר יְקַדְּמ֣וּנוּ רַחֲמֶ֑יךָ כִּ֖י דַלֹּ֣ונוּ מְאֹֽד׃

Do not remember against us our ancestors’ sins; O meet us soon with your pity, for utterly weak are we.

9 עָזְרֵ֤נוּ ׀ אֱלֹ֘הֵ֤י יִשְׁעֵ֗נוּ עַל־דְּבַ֥ר כְּבֹֽוד־שְׁמֶ֑ךָ וְהַצִּילֵ֥נוּ וְכַפֵּ֥ר עַל־חַ֝טֹּאתֵ֗ינוּ לְמַ֣עַן שְׁמֶֽךָ׃

Help us, O God our saviour, for the renown of your name: for your reputation deliver us and cover over our sins.

10 לָ֤מָּה ׀ יֹאמְר֣וּ הַגֹּויִם֮ אַיֵּ֪ה אֱ‍ֽלֹהֵ֫יהֶ֥ם יִוָּדַ֣ע בַּגִּיִּים (בַּגֹּויִ֣ם) לְעֵינֵ֑ינוּ נִ֝קְמַ֗ת דַּֽם־עֲבָדֶ֥יךָ הַשָּׁפֽוּךְ׃

Why should the nations say, ‘Where is their God?’ Let revenge for the outpoured blood of your servants be shown on the heathen before our eyes.

11 תָּ֤בֹ֣וא לְפָנֶיךָ֮ אֶנְקַ֪ת אָ֫סִ֥יר כְּגֹ֥דֶל זְרֹועֲךָ֑ הֹ֝ותֵ֗ר בְּנֵ֣י תְמוּתָֽה׃

May the groans of the prisoner come before you; free the children of death by your mighty arm.

12 וְהָ֘שֵׁ֤ב לִשְׁכֵנֵ֣ינוּ שִׁ֭בְעָתַיִם אֶל־חֵיקָ֑ם חֶרְפָּ֘תָ֤ם אֲשֶׁ֖ר חֵרְפ֣וּךָ אֲדֹנֽ͏ָי׃

Pay our neighbours back sevenfold for the scorn they have heaped upon you, O Lord.

13 וַאֲנַ֤חְנוּ עַמְּךָ֨ ׀ וְצֹ֥אן מַרְעִיתֶךָ֮ נֹ֤ודֶ֥ה לְּךָ֗ לְעֹ֫ולָ֥ם לְדֹ֥ר וָדֹ֑ר נְ֝סַפֵּ֗ר תְּהִלָּתֶֽךָ׃

Then we, your people, the flock of your pasture, will give thanks to you for evermore, and tell your praise to all generations.