Psalmorum 74
1 Intellectus Asaph. Ut quid, Deus, repulisti in finem, iratus est furor tuus super oves pascuæ tuæ?
A contemplation by Asaph. God, why have you rejected us forever? Why does your anger smoulder against the sheep of your pasture?
2 Memor esto congregationis tuæ, quam possedisti ab initio. Redemisti virgam hæreditatis tuæ, mons Sion, in quo habitasti in eo.
Remember your congregation, which you purchased of old, which you have redeemed to be the tribe of your inheritance: Mount Zion, in which you have lived.
3 Leva manus tuas in superbias eorum in finem: quanta malignatus est inimicus in sancto!
Lift up your feet to the perpetual ruins, all the evil that the enemy has done in the sanctuary.
4 Et gloriati sunt qui oderunt te in medio solemnitatis tuæ; posuerunt signa sua, signa:
Your adversaries have roared in the middle of your assembly. They have set up their standards as signs.
5 et non cognoverunt sicut in exitu super summum. Quasi in silva lignorum securibus
They behaved like men wielding axes, cutting through a thicket of trees.
6 exciderunt januas ejus in idipsum; in securi et ascia dejecerunt eam.
Now they break all its carved work down with hatchet and hammers.
7 Incenderunt igni sanctuarium tuum; in terra polluerunt tabernaculum nominis tui.
They have burnt your sanctuary to the ground. They have profaned the dwelling place of your Name.
8 Dixerunt in corde suo cognatio eorum simul: Quiescere faciamus omnes dies festos Dei a terra.
They said in their heart, “We will crush them completely.” They have burnt up all the places in the land where God was worshipped.
9 Signa nostra non vidimus; jam non est propheta; et nos non cognoscet amplius.
We see no miraculous signs. There is no longer any prophet, neither is there amongst us anyone who knows how long.
10 Usquequo, Deus, improperabit inimicus? irritat adversarius nomen tuum in finem?
How long, God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme your name forever?
11 Ut quid avertis manum tuam, et dexteram tuam de medio sinu tuo in finem?
Why do you draw back your hand, even your right hand? Take it from your chest and consume them!
12 Deus autem rex noster ante sæcula: operatus est salutem in medio terræ.
Yet God is my King of old, working salvation throughout the earth.
13 Tu confirmasti in virtute tua mare; contribulasti capita draconum in aquis.
You divided the sea by your strength. You broke the heads of the sea monsters in the waters.
14 Tu confregisti capita draconis; dedisti eum escam populis Æthiopum.
You broke the heads of Leviathan in pieces. You gave him as food to people and desert creatures.
15 Tu dirupisti fontes et torrentes; tu siccasti fluvios Ethan.
You opened up spring and stream. You dried up mighty rivers.
16 Tuus est dies, et tua est nox; tu fabricatus es auroram et solem.
The day is yours, the night is also yours. You have prepared the light and the sun.
17 Tu fecisti omnes terminos terræ; æstatem et ver tu plasmasti ea.
You have set all the boundaries of the earth. You have made summer and winter.
18 Memor esto hujus: inimicus improperavit Domino, et populus insipiens incitavit nomen tuum.
Remember this, that the enemy has mocked you, LORD. Foolish people have blasphemed your name.
19 Ne tradas bestiis animas confitentes tibi, et animas pauperum tuorum ne obliviscaris in finem.
Don’t deliver the soul of your dove to wild beasts. Don’t forget the life of your poor forever.
20 Respice in testamentum tuum, quia repleti sunt qui obscurati sunt terræ domibus iniquitatum.
Honour your covenant, for haunts of violence fill the dark places of the earth.
21 Ne avertatur humilis factus confusus; pauper et inops laudabunt nomen tuum.
Don’t let the oppressed return ashamed. Let the poor and needy praise your name.
22 Exsurge, Deus, judica causam tuam; memor esto improperiorum tuorum, eorum quæ ab insipiente sunt tota die.
Arise, God! Plead your own cause. Remember how the foolish man mocks you all day.
23 Ne obliviscaris voces inimicorum tuorum: superbia eorum qui te oderunt ascendit semper.
Don’t forget the voice of your adversaries. The tumult of those who rise up against you ascends continually.
