Псалтирь 79
1 Боже, приидоша языцы в достояние Твое, оскверниша храм святый Твой,
A Psalm of Asaph. O God, the heathen have come into thy inheritance; thy holy temple have they defiled; they have laid Jerusalem on heaps.
2 положиша Иерусалим яко овощное хранилище: положиша трупия раб Твоих брашно птицам небесным, плоти преподобных Твоих зверем земным:
The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be food to the fowls of the heaven, the flesh of thy saints to the beasts of the earth.
3 пролияша кровь их яко воду окрест Иерусалима, и не бе погребаяй.
Their blood have they shed like water around Jerusalem; and there was none to bury them.
4 Быхом поношение соседом нашым, подражнение и поругание сущым окрест нас.
We have become a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are around us.
5 Доколе, Господи, прогневаешися до конца? Разжжется яко огнь рвение Твое?
How long, LORD? wilt thou be angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
6 Пролий гнев Твой на языки незнающыя Тебе, и на царствия, яже имене Твоего не призваша:
Pour out thy wrath upon the heathen that have not known thee, and upon the kingdoms that have not called upon thy name.
7 яко поядоша Иакова, и место его опустошиша.
For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.
8 Не помяни наших беззаконий первых: скоро да предварят ны щедроты Твоя, Господи, яко обнищахом зело.
O remember not against us former iniquities: let thy tender mercies speedily come to help us: for we are brought very low.
9 Помози нам, Боже, Спасителю наш, славы ради имене Твоего: Господи, избави ны и очести грехи нашя имене ради Твоего.
Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of thy name: and deliver us, and purge away 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.
Why should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be known among the heathen in our sight by avenging the blood of thy servants which is shed.
11 Да внидет пред Тя воздыхание окованных: по величию мышцы Твоея снабди сыны умерщвленных.
Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to die;
12 Воздаждь соседом нашым седмерицею в недро их поношение их, имже поносиша Тя, Господи.
And render to our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, with which 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.
So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture will give thee thanks for ever: we will show forth thy praise to all generations.
