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Psalm 79

Common English Bible CEB

1 The nations have come into your inheritance, God! They've defiled your holy temple. They've made Jerusalem a bunch of ruins.

2 They've left your servants' bodies as food for the birds; they've left the flesh of your faithful to the wild animals of the earth.

3 They've poured out the blood of the faithful like water all around Jerusalem, and there's no one left to bury them.

4 We've become a joke to our neighbors, nothing but objects of ridicule and disapproval to those around us.

5 How long will you rage, LORD? Forever? How long will your anger burn like fire?

6 Pour out your wrath on the nations who don't know you, on the kingdoms that haven't called on your name.

7 They've devoured Jacob and demolished his pasture.

8 Don't remember the iniquities of past generations; let your compassion hurry to meet us because we've been brought so low.

9 God of our salvation, help us for the glory of your name! Deliver us and cover our sins for the sake of your name!

10 Why should the nations say, "Where's their God now?" Let vengeance for the spilled blood of your servants be known among the nations before our very eyes!

11 Let the prisoners' groaning reach you. With your powerful arm spare those who are destined to die.

12 Pay back our neighbors seven times over, right where it hurts, for the insults they used on you, Lord.

13 We are, after all, your people and the sheep of your very own pasture. We will give you thanks forever; we will proclaim your praises from one generation to the next.

The Message Bible MSG

1 God! Barbarians have broken into your home, violated your holy temple, left Jerusalem a pile of rubble!

2 They've served up the corpses of your servants as carrion food for birds of prey, Threw the bones of your holy people out to the wild animals to gnaw on.

3 They dumped out their blood like buckets of water. All around Jerusalem, their bodies were left to rot, unburied.

4 We're nothing but a joke to our neighbors, graffiti scrawled on the city walls.

5 How long do we have to put up with this, God? Do you have it in for us for good? Will your smoldering rage never cool down?

6 If you're going to be angry, be angry with the pagans who care nothing about you, or your rival kingdoms who ignore you.

7 They're the ones who ruined Jacob, who wrecked and looted the place where he lived.

8 Don't blame us for the sins of our parents. Hurry up and help us; we're at the end of our rope.

9 You're famous for helping; God, give us a break. Your reputation is on the line. Pull us out of this mess, forgive us our sins - do what you're famous for doing!

10 Don't let the heathen get by with their sneers: "Where's your God? Is he out to lunch?" Go public and show the godless world that they can't kill your servants and get by with it.

11 Give groaning prisoners a hearing; pardon those on death row from their doom - you can do it!

12 Give our jeering neighbors what they've got coming to them; let their God-taunts boomerang and knock them flat.

13 Then we, your people, the ones you love and care for, will thank you over and over and over. We'll tell everyone we meet how wonderful you are, how praiseworthy you are!