Psalms 79

Se yon sòm Asaf. Bondye, moun lòt nasyon yo anvayi peyi pèp ou a! Yo antre nan kay ki apa pou ou a, yo derespekte li. Yo fè lavil Jerizalèm tounen yon pil wòch.

O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance; thy holy temple have they defiled; they have laid Jerusalem on heaps.

Yo kite kadav moun k'ap sèvi ou yo pou zwezo nan syèl vin manje. Yo kite kadav moun k'ap viv pou ou yo pou bèt bwa vin manje.

The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be meat unto the fowls of the heaven, the flesh of thy saints unto the beasts of the earth.

Yo fè san pèp ou a koule tankou dlo larivyè. San an koule tankou dlo nan tout lavil Jerizalèm. pa t' gen pesonn pou antere kadav yo!

Their blood have they shed like water round about Jerusalem; and there was none to bury them.

Ou fè nasyon ki bò kote nou yo ap pase nou nan betiz. Wi, yo tout ap lonje dwèt sou nou, y'ap pase nou nan rizib.

We are become a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.

Seyè! jouk kilè w'ap rete fache ak nou? Gen lè se pou tout tan? Eske w'ap kite kòlè ou boule nou tankou dife?

How long, LORD? wilt thou be angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire?

Mete ou ankòlè sou nasyon ki pa konnen ou yo, sou pèp ki p'ap sèvi ou yo.

Pour out thy wrath upon the heathen that have not known thee, and upon the kingdoms that have not called upon thy name.

Paske, se yo menm ki fin touye pitit Jakòb yo, yo fin ravaje peyi kote yo rete a.

For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.

Tanpri, pa pini nou pou peche zansèt nou yo te fè. Gen pitye pou nou! Prese vin ede nou, paske nou fin dekouraje nèt.

O remember not against us former iniquities: let thy tender mercies speedily prevent us: for we are brought very low.

O Bondye, ou menm ki delivrans nou, fè konnen se ou ki gen pouvwa! vin pote nou sekou. Delivre nou, padonnen peche nou yo pou moun ka fè lwanj ou.

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.

Poukisa moun lòt nasyon yo ap mande nou: -Kote Bondye nou an! Fè yo wè, devan je nou, jan w'ap pini moun ki te fè san sèvitè ou yo koule!

Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be known among the heathen in our sight by the revenging of the blood of thy servants which is shed.

Koute jan prizonye yo ap plenn non! Avèk fòs ponyèt ou, delivre moun yo kondannen amò yo non.

Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to die;

Seyè, rann moun lòt nasyon yo sèt fwa laparèy pou tout joure yo joure ou yo.

And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, wherewith they have reproached thee, O Lord.

Lè sa a nou menm, pèp ou a, mouton ki nan savann ou yo, nou p'ap janm sispann di ou mèsi. Pitit an pitit, n'a fè lwanj ou.

So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture will give thee thanks for ever: we will shew forth thy praise to all generations.