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Psalm 79

A Lament over the Destruction of Jerusalem, and Prayer for Help.

A Psalm of Asaph.

1O God, the nations have invaded [the land of Your people] Your inheritance;
They have defiled Your sacred temple;
They have laid Jerusalem in ruins.

They have given the dead bodies of Your servants as food to the birds of the heavens,
The flesh of Your godly ones to the beasts of the earth.

They have poured out their blood like water all around Jerusalem,
And there was no one to bury them.

We have become an object of taunting to our neighbors [because of our humiliation],
A derision and mockery to those who encircle us.

How long, O Lord? Will You be angry forever?
Will Your jealousy [which cannot endure a divided allegiance] burn like fire?

Pour out Your wrath on the [Gentile] nations that do not know You,
And on the kingdoms that do not call on Your name.

For they have devoured Jacob
And made his pasture desolate.


O do not remember against us the sins and guilt of our forefathers.
Let Your compassion and mercy come quickly to meet us,
For we have been brought very low.

Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of Your name;
Rescue us, forgive us our sins for Your name’s sake.
10 
Why should the [Gentile] nations say, “Where is their God?”
Let there be known [without delay] among the nations in our sight [and to this generation],
Your vengeance for the blood of Your servants which has been poured out.
11 
Let the groaning and sighing of the prisoner come before You;
According to the greatness of Your power keep safe those who are doomed to die.
12 
And return into the lap of our neighbors sevenfold
The taunts with which they have taunted You, O Lord.
13 
So we Your people, the sheep of Your pasture,
Will give You thanks forever;
We will declare and publish Your praise from generation to generation.

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Salme 79

Bøn om Israels redning og hævn over fjenden

1En sang af Asaf.

Åh, Gud, fjenderne har invaderet dit eget land.
    De har gjort din helligdom uren
        og lagt Jerusalem i ruiner.
Dine dræbte tjenere blev gribbenes føde,
    de gudfrygtiges kroppe blev ædt af vilde dyr.
Blodet flød i Jerusalems gader,
    der er ingen tilbage til at begrave de faldne.
Nabolandene håner og foragter os,
    vi er blevet til spot for vore omgivelser.

Hvor længe vil du straffe os, Herre?
    Hvor længe vil din harme brænde som ild?
Udøs hellere din vrede over de gudløse folk.
    Straf dem, der ikke tilbeder dig.
Fjenden har nu ødelagt dit udvalgte folk,
    de har lagt byen og landet i ruiner.

Straf os ikke for vore forfædres synder.
    Skynd dig at vise din nåde og barmhjertighed.
        Er vi ikke blevet ydmyget nok?
Hjælp os, for du er vor Gud og Frelser.
    Du er jo en trofast og nådig Gud.
Tilgiv vores synd og red os,
    for du er en trofast og nådig Gud.
10 Hvorfor skal gudløse folk håne os?
    De siger: „Hvor er deres Gud?”
Gør gengæld for drabet på dine tjenere,
    så alle i hele verden får det at vide.
11 Lyt til fangernes suk,
    red dem, som er dømt til at dø.
12 Tag syvfold hævn på de folkeslag,
    som har hånet dig, Herre.
13 Så vil vi takke dig for evigt,
    vi, som er dit folk, den hjord, du vogter.
        Så vil vi lovprise dig i de kommende generationer.