Псалтирь 79
1 Боже, приидоша языцы в достояние Твое, оскверниша храм святый Твой,
A Psalm. Of Asaph. O God, the nations have come into your heritage; they have made your holy Temple unclean; they have made Jerusalem a mass of broken walls.
2 положиша Иерусалим яко овощное хранилище: положиша трупия раб Твоих брашно птицам небесным, плоти преподобных Твоих зверем земным:
They have given the bodies of your servants as food to the birds of the air, and the flesh of your saints to the beasts of the earth.
3 пролияша кровь их яко воду окрест Иерусалима, и не бе погребаяй.
Their blood has been flowing like water round about Jerusalem; there was no one to put them in their last resting-place.
4 Быхом поношение соседом нашым, подражнение и поругание сущым окрест нас.
We are looked down on by our neighbours, we are laughed at and made sport of by those who are round us.
5 Доколе, Господи, прогневаешися до конца? Разжжется яко огнь рвение Твое?
How long, O Lord? will you be angry for ever? will your wrath go on burning like fire?
6 Пролий гнев Твой на языки незнающыя Тебе, и на царствия, яже имене Твоего не призваша:
Let your wrath be on the nations who have no knowledge of you, and on the kingdoms who have not made prayer to your name.
7 яко поядоша Иакова, и место его опустошиша.
For they have taken Jacob for their meat, and made waste his house.
8 Не помяни наших беззаконий первых: скоро да предварят ны щедроты Твоя, Господи, яко обнищахом зело.
Do not keep in mind against us the sins of our fathers; let your mercy come to us quickly, for we have been made very low.
9 Помози нам, Боже, Спасителю наш, славы ради имене Твоего: Господи, избави ны и очести грехи нашя имене ради Твоего.
Give us help, O God of our salvation, for the glory of your name; take us out of danger and give us forgiveness for our sins, because of your name.
10 Да не когда рекут языцы: где есть Бог их? И да увестся во языцех пред очима нашима отмщение крове раб Твоих пролитыя.
Why may the nations say, Where is their God? Let payment for the blood of your servants be made openly among the nations before our eyes.
11 Да внидет пред Тя воздыхание окованных: по величию мышцы Твоея снабди сыны умерщвленных.
Let the cry of the prisoner come before you; with your strong arm make free the children of death;
12 Воздаждь соседом нашым седмерицею в недро их поношение их, имже поносиша Тя, Господи.
And give punishment seven times over into the breast of our neighbours for the bitter words which they have said against you, O Lord.
13 Мы же людие Твои и овцы пажити Твоея исповемыся Тебе, Боже, во век, в род и род возвестим хвалу Твою.
So we your people, and the sheep of your flock, will give you glory for ever: we will go on praising you through all generations.
