Psalms 79
1 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.
Bože! neznabošci doðoše u dostojanje tvoje; oskvrniše svetu crkvu tvoju, Jerusalim pretvoriše u zidine.
2 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.
Truplje sluga tvojih dadoše pticama nebeskijem da ih jedu, tijela svetaca tvojih zvijerima zemaljskim.
3 Their blood have they shed like water around Jerusalem; and there was none to bury them.
Proliše krv njihovu kao vodu oko Jerusalima, i ne bješe ko da pogrebe.
4 We have become a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are around us.
Postadosmo potsmijeh u susjeda svojih, rugaju nam se i sramote nas koji su oko nas.
5 How long, LORD? wilt thou be angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
Dokle æeš se, Gospode, jednako gnjeviti, jarost tvoja gorjeti kao oganj?
6 Pour out thy wrath upon the heathen that have not known thee, and upon the kingdoms that have not called upon thy name.
Izlij gnjev svoj na narode koji te ne znaju, i na carstva koja ne prizivlju tvojega imena.
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.
Jer izjedoše Jakova, i naselje njegovo opustiše.
8 O remember not against us former iniquities: let thy tender mercies speedily come to help us: for we are brought very low.
Ne pominji preðašnjih bezakonja naših, veæ pohitaj da nas presreteš milosrðem svojim, jer smo veoma ološali.
9 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.
Pomozi nam, Bože, spasitelju naš, radi slave imena svojega, izbavi nas i oèisti od grijeha naših radi imena svojega.
10 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.
Zašto da govore neznabošci: gdje je Bog njihov? Neka se pokaže pred oèima našim osveta nad neznabošcima za prolitu krv sluga tvojih!
11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to die;
Neka izaðu pred lice tvoje uzdasi sužanjski, silom mišice svoje saèuvaj namijenjene smrti.
12 And render to our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, with which they have reproached thee, O Lord.
Sedminom vrati u njedra susjedima našim ruženje, kojim te ružiše, Gospode!
13 So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture will give thee thanks for ever: we will show forth thy praise to all generations.
A mi narod tvoj i ovce paše tvoje dovijeka æemo tebe slaviti i od koljena na koljeno kazivati hvalu tvoju.
