Psalms 74
1 Maskili ti Asafu. Ọlọ́run, èéṣe tí ìwọ fi kọ̀ wá sílẹ̀ títí láé? Èéṣe tí ìbínú rẹ̀ fi dìde sí àwọn àgùntàn pápá rẹ?
[A contemplation by Asaph.] God, why have you rejected us forever? Why does your anger smolder against the sheep of your pasture?
2 Rántí àwọn ènìyàn tí ìwọ ti rà nígbà àtijọ́, ẹ̀yà ilẹ̀ ìní rẹ, tí ìwọ ti rà padà. Òkè Sioni, níbi tí ìwọ ń gbé.
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 Yí ẹsẹ̀ rẹ padà sí ìparun ayérayé wọn, gbogbo ìparun yìí tí ọ̀tá ti mú wá sí ibi mímọ́.
Lift up your feet to the perpetual ruins, all the evil that the enemy has done in the sanctuary.
4 Àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ ń bú ramúramù láàrín ènìyàn rẹ, wọ́n ń gbé àsíá wọn sókè fún àmì.
Your adversaries have roared in the midst of your assembly. They have set up their standards as signs.
5 Wọ́n ń rí bí ọkùnrin tí ó gbé àáké rẹ̀ sókè láti gé igi igbó dídí.
They behaved like men wielding axes, cutting through a thicket of trees.
6 Ṣùgbọ́n nísinsin yìí, iṣẹ́ ọnà fínfín, ni wọ́n fi àáké wó lulẹ̀ ní ẹ̀ẹ̀kan náà.
Now they break all its carved work down with hatchet and hammers.
7 Wọ́n sun ibi mímọ́ rẹ lulẹ̀ wọ́n ba ibùgbé orúkọ rẹ jẹ́.
They have burned your sanctuary to the ground. They have profaned the dwelling place of your Name.
8 Wọ́n wí ní ọkàn wọn. “Àwa ó run wọ́n pátápátá!” Wọ́n sun gbogbo ibi ìjọ́sìn Ọlọ́run ní ilẹ̀ náà.
They said in their heart, "We will crush them completely." They have burned up all the places in the land where God was worshiped.
9 A kò fún wa ní àmì iṣẹ́ ìyanu kankan; kò sí wòlíì kankan ẹnìkankan wa kò mọ ìgbà tí eléyìí yóò dà.
We see no miraculous signs. There is no longer any prophet, neither is there among us anyone who knows how long.
10 Àwọn ọ̀tá yóò ti kùn sí ọ pẹ́ tó, Ọlọ́run? Àwọn ọ̀tá yóò ha ba orúkọ rẹ jẹ́ títí láé?
How long, God, shall the enemy mock? Shall the enemy blaspheme your name forever?
11 Èéṣe tí ìwọ fi dá ọwọ́ rẹ dúró, ọwọ́ ọ̀tún rẹ? Mú un kúrò nínú ìṣẹ́po aṣọ rẹ kí o sì run wọ́n!
Why do you draw back your hand, even your right hand? Take it out of your pocket and consume them.
12 Ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ Ọlọ́run ni ọba mi láti ìgbà pípẹ́; Ó mú ìgbàlà wá sórí ilẹ̀ ayé.
Yet God is my King from long ago, working salvation in the midst of the earth.
13 Ìwọ ni ó la òkun sílẹ̀ nípa agbára rẹ; ìwọ fọ́ orí ẹ̀mí búburú nínú omi.
You divided the sea by your strength. You broke the heads of the sea monsters in the waters.
14 Ìwọ fọ́ orí Lefitani túútúú, o sì fi ṣe oúnjẹ fun àwọn ẹ̀dá tí ń gbé inú ijù tìrẹ ni ọ̀sán, tìrẹ sì ni alẹ́ pẹ̀lú; ìwọ fi ìdí oòrùn àti òṣùpá lélẹ̀.
You broke the heads of Leviathan in pieces. You gave him as food to people and desert creatures.
15 Ìwọ ya orísun omi àti ìṣàn omi; Ìwọ mú kí odò tó ń sàn gbẹ.
You opened up spring and stream. You dried up mighty rivers.
16 Tìrẹ ni ọ̀sán, tìrẹ ni òru pẹ̀lú; ìwọ yà oòrùn àti òṣùpá.
The day is yours, the night is also yours. You have prepared the light and the sun.
17 Ìwọ pààlà etí ayé; Ìwọ dá ìgbà ẹ̀ẹ̀rùn àti ìgbà òtútù.
You have set all the boundaries of the earth. You have made summer and winter.
18 Rántí bí àwọn ọ̀tá ń kẹ́gàn rẹ, Olúwa bí àwọn aṣiwèrè ènìyàn ti ń ba orúkọ rẹ jẹ́.
Remember this, that the enemy has mocked you, Jehovah. Foolish people have blasphemed your name.
19 Má ṣe fi ẹ̀mí àdàbà rẹ fún ẹranko igbó búburú; má ṣe gbàgbé ẹ̀mí àwọn ènìyàn rẹ tí a ń pọ́n lójú títí láé.
Do not deliver the soul of your dove to wild beasts. Do not forget the life of your poor forever.
20 Bojú wo májẹ̀mú rẹ, nítorí ibi òkùnkùn ayé kún fún ibùgbé ìkà.
Honor your covenant, for haunts of violence fill the dark places of the earth.
21 Má ṣe jẹ́ kí àwọn aninilára padà sẹ́yìn nínú ìtìjú jẹ́ kí àwọn aláìní àti tálákà yin orúkọ rẹ.
Do not let the oppressed return ashamed. Let the poor and needy praise your name.
22 Dìde, Ọlọ́run, gba ẹjọ́ ara rẹ rò; rántí bí àwọn aṣiwèrè ti ń kẹ́gàn rẹ ní gbogbo ọjọ́.
Arise, God. Plead your own cause. Remember how the foolish man mocks you all day.
23 Má ṣe gbàgbé ohùn àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ, bíbú àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ, tí ó ń pọ̀ sí i nígbà gbogbo.
Do not forget the voice of your adversaries. The tumult of those who rise up against you ascends continually.
