Egalikano omolwoshigwana
Episalomi lyaAsaf
1 Kalunga, aapagani oya kwata po evi lyoye;
oya nyateke otempeli yoye ondjapuki,
Jerusalem oye shi ningi omakulukuma.
2 Omidhimba dhaantu yoye odha ningi iikulya yoondhila,
nomalutu gaapiya yoye oga pewa iilikama.
3 Ombinzi yaantu yoye oya tilwahi ngaashi omeya;
ashihe osha ningilwa momudhingoloko gwaJerusalem,
naasi oya nyengana okufumvika.
4 Iigwana yopuushiinda otayi tu sheke;
otayi tu yolo notayi tu nyeme.
5 Omuwa, sigo uunake to kala wa geya?
Sigo uunake ongeyo yoye tayi hwama ya fa omulilo?
6 Geela iigwana mbyoka yaa ku shi;
aantu mboka ihaaya tumbula edhina lyoye.
7 Oshoka oya mana po Jakob;
oya hanagula po ehala lyoye.
8 Ino tu geelela omayono gootate.
Tu sila ohenda mbala;
otwa shonopekwa unene.
9 Kalunga, omuhupithi gwetu,
tu kwatha.
Omolwesimano lyedhina lyoye
tu hupitha e to dhimi po oondjo dhetu.
10 Iigwana omolwashike yi na okutya:
“Kalunga keni oku li peni?”
Geela iigwana montaneho yetu,
sho ya dhipaga po aapiya yoye.
11 Okulila kwaaedhililwa mondholongo
naku thike momakutsi goye.
Oonkondo dhoyenadhi hupithe mbo ya pangulilwa eso.
12 Omuwa, iigwana iishiinda yetu
yi galulila luheyali uuwinayi wayo,
sho ye ku sheke.
13 Otse aantu yoye noonzi dhuusita woye;
otatu ku pandula aluhe
notatu ku hambelele aluhe sigo aluhe.
A Psalm of Asaph.
1 O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance; thy holy temple have they defiled; they have laid Jerusalem on heaps.
2 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.
3 Their blood have they shed like water round about Jerusalem; and there was none to bury them .
4 We are become a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are round about us.
5 How long, LORD? wilt thou be angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
6 Pour out thy wrath upon the heathen that have not known thee, and upon the kingdoms that have not called upon thy name.
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.
8 O remember not against us former iniquities: let thy tender mercies speedily prevent us: for we are brought very low.
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.
10 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.
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;
12 And render unto our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, wherewith they have reproached thee, O Lord.
13 So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture will give thee thanks for ever: we will shew forth thy praise to all generations.
