< Псалтирь 79 >

1 Боже, приидоша языцы в достояние Твое, оскверниша храм святый Твой,
A psalm for Asaph. O God, the heathens are come into thy inheritance, they have defiled thy holy temple: they have made Jerusalem as a place to keep fruit.
2 положиша Иерусалим яко овощное хранилище: положиша трупия раб Твоих брашно птицам небесным, плоти преподобных Твоих зверем земным:
They have given the dead bodies of thy servants to be meat for the fowls of the air: the flesh of thy saints for the beasts of the earth.
3 пролияша кровь их яко воду окрест Иерусалима, и не бе погребаяй.
They have poured out their blood as water, round about Jerusalem and there was none to bury them.
4 Быхом поношение соседом нашым, подражнение и поругание сущым окрест нас.
We are become a reproach to our neighbours: a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
5 Доколе, Господи, прогневаешися до конца? Разжжется яко огнь рвение Твое?
How long, O Lord, wilt thou be angry for ever: shall thy zeal be kindled like a fire?
6 Пролий гнев Твой на языки незнающыя Тебе, и на царствия, яже имене Твоего не призваша:
Pour out thy wrath upon the nations that have not known thee: and upon the kingdoms that have not called upon thy name.
7 яко поядоша Иакова, и место его опустошиша.
Because they have devoured Jacob; and have laid waste his place.
8 Не помяни наших беззаконий первых: скоро да предварят ны щедроты Твоя, Господи, яко обнищахом зело.
Remember not our former iniquities: let thy mercies speedily prevent us, for we are become exceeding poor.
9 Помози нам, Боже, Спасителю наш, славы ради имене Твоего: Господи, избави ны и очести грехи нашя имене ради Твоего.
Help us, O God, our saviour: and for the glory of thy name, O Lord, deliver us: and forgive us our sins for thy name’s sake:
10 Да не когда рекут языцы: где есть Бог их? И да увестся во языцех пред очима нашима отмщение крове раб Твоих пролитыя.
Lest they should say among the Gentiles: Where is their God? And let him be made known among the nations before our eyes, By the revenging the blood of thy servants, which hath been shed:
11 Да внидет пред Тя воздыхание окованных: по величию мышцы Твоея снабди сыны умерщвленных.
Let the sighing of the prisoners come in before thee. According to the greatness of thy arm, take possession of the children of them that have been put to death.
12 Воздаждь соседом нашым седмерицею в недро их поношение их, имже поносиша Тя, Господи.
And render to our neighbours sevenfold in their bosom: the reproach wherewith they have reproached thee, O Lord.
13 Мы же людие Твои и овцы пажити Твоея исповемыся Тебе, Боже, во век, в род и род возвестим хвалу Твою.
But we thy people, and the sheep of thy pasture, will give thanks to thee for ever. We will shew forth thy praise, unto generation and generation.

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