Psalmorum 79
1 Psalmus Asaph. Deus, venerunt gentes in hæreditatem tuam; polluerunt templum sanctum tuum; posuerunt Jerusalem in pomorum custodiam.
A psalm of Asaph. God, heathen nations have invaded your land. They have defiled your holy Temple. They have turned Jerusalem into heaps of rubble.
2 Posuerunt morticina servorum tuorum escas volatilibus cæli; carnes sanctorum tuorum bestiis terræ.
They have given the dead bodies of your servants as food to the birds of the air, the flesh of your faithful people to the beasts of the earth.
3 Effuderunt sanguinem eorum tamquam aquam in circuitu Jerusalem, et non erat qui sepeliret.
They have poured out the blood of Jerusalem's people like water all through the city; no one remains to bury the dead.
4 Facti sumus opprobrium vicinis nostris; subsannatio et illusio his qui in circuitu nostro sunt.
We have been made a mockery before our neighbors, ridiculed and laughed at by those around us.
5 Usquequo, Domine, irasceris in finem? accendetur velut ignis zelus tuus?
How long, Lord? Will you be angry with us forever? Will your jealousy always burn like fire?
6 Effunde iram tuam in gentes quæ te non noverunt, et in regna quæ nomen tuum non invocaverunt:
Pour out your anger on the heathen nations that don't know you, and on those kingdoms that don't worship you!
7 quia comederunt Jacob, et locum ejus desolaverunt.
For they have destroyed the descendants of Jacob, and turned our country into a wasteland.
8 Ne memineris iniquitatum nostrarum antiquarum; cito anticipent nos misericordiæ tuæ, quia pauperes facti sumus nimis.
Don't hold the sins of our forefathers against us! Come to us quickly for we desperately need your compassion.
9 Adjuva nos, Deus salutaris noster, et propter gloriam nominis tui, Domine, libera nos: et propitius esto peccatis nostris, propter nomen tuum.
Help us, God of our salvation, because of your wonderful character! Save us and forgive us our sins because that's the kind of person you are!
10 Ne forte dicant in gentibus: Ubi est Deus eorum? et innotescat in nationibus coram oculis nostris ultio sanguinis servorum tuorum qui effusus est.
Why should the heathen nations be able to say, “Where is their God?” May they experience your punishment for shedding the blood of your servants, and may we see it.
11 Introëat in conspectu tuo gemitus compeditorum; secundum magnitudinem brachii tui posside filios mortificatorum:
Listen to the groans of the prisoners; with your great power save those condemned to die.
12 et redde vicinis nostris septuplum in sinu eorum; improperium ipsorum quod exprobraverunt tibi, Domine.
Pay each of these neighbors back seven times for the scorn and ridicule they directed against you, Lord.
13 Nos autem populus tuus, et oves pascuæ tuæ, confitebimur tibi in sæculum; in generationem et generationem annuntiabimus laudem tuam.
Then we your people, the flock of your pasture, will praise you forever. We will thank you for all generations to come.
