en_cjb - Psa 74 - Ozzuu Bible

¹ [(0)] A maskil of Asaf: [(1)] Why have you rejected us forever, God, with your anger smoking against the sheep you once pastured?

² Remember your community, which you acquired long ago, the tribe you redeemed to be your very own. Remember Mount Tziyon, where you came to live.

³ Hurry your steps to these endless ruins, to the sanctuary devastated by the enemy.

⁴ The roar of your foes filled your meeting-place; they raised their own banners as a sign of their conquest.

⁵ The place seemed like a thicket of trees when lumbermen hack away with their axes.

⁶ With hatchet and hammer they banged away, smashing all the carved woodwork.

⁷ They set your sanctuary on fire, tore down and profaned the abode of your name.

⁸ They said to themselves, “We will oppress them completely.” They have burned down all God’s meeting-places in the land.

⁹ We see no signs, there is no prophet any more; none of us knows how long it will last.

¹⁰ How much longer, God, will the foe jeer at us? Will the enemy insult your name forever?

¹¹ Why do you hold back your hand? Draw your right hand from your coat, and finish them off!

¹² God has been my king from earliest times, acting to save throughout all the earth.

¹³ By your strength you split the sea in two, in the water you smashed sea monsters’ heads,

¹⁴ you crushed the heads of Livyatan and gave it as food to the creatures of the desert.

¹⁵ You cut channels for springs and streams, you dried up rivers that had never failed.

¹⁶ The day is yours, and the night is yours; it was you who established light and sun.

¹⁷ It was you who fixed all the limits of the earth, you made summer and winter.

¹⁸ Remember how the enemy scoffs at ADONAI, how a brutish people insults your name.

¹⁹ Don’t hand over the soul of your dove to wild beasts, don’t forget forever the life of your poor.

²⁰ Look to the covenant, for the land’s dark places are full of the haunts of violence.

²¹ Don’t let the oppressed retreat in confusion; let the poor and needy praise your name.

²² Arise, God, and defend your cause; remember how brutish men insult you all day.

²³ Don’t forget what your foes are saying, the ever-rising uproar of your adversaries.