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祈求 神记念他的子民

亚萨的训诲诗。

74  神啊!你为甚么永远丢弃我们呢?

为甚么你的怒气向你草场上的羊群好象烟冒出呢?(本节在《马索拉文本》包括细字标题)

求你记念你在古时买赎的会众,

就是你赎回作你产业的民族;

求你记念你所居住的锡安山。

求你举步去看那些长久荒凉的地方,

去看仇敌在圣所里所行的一切恶事。

你的敌人在敬拜你的聚会中吼叫,

他们竖起了自己的旗帜为记号。

他们好象那些举起斧子,

在树林中砍伐树木的人。

圣殿中的一切雕刻,

他们都用斧子和铳子打碎了。

他们用火把你的圣所烧成焦土,

他们亵渎你名的居所。

他们心里说:“我们要把它们完全毁灭!”

他们烧毁了地上一切敬拜 神的聚会地方。

我们看不见我们的记号,

也不再有先知;

我们中间也没有人知道这灾祸要到几时。

10  神啊!敌人辱骂你要到几时呢?

仇敌亵慢你的名要到永远吗?

11 你为甚么把你的手,就是你的右手收回呢?

求你从怀中抽出来毁灭他们。

12  神自古以来就是我的君王,

在地上施行拯救。

13 你曾用你的大能分开大海,

把海中怪兽的头都打碎了。

14 你砸碎了利未亚坦(“利未亚坦”为原文音译词,或译:“海怪”〔伯3:8〕或“鳄鱼”〔伯41:1〕)的头,

把牠给住在旷野的人作食物。

15 你曾开辟泉源和溪流,

又使长流不息的江河干涸。

16 白昼是你的,黑夜也是你的,

月亮和太阳,都是你设立的。

17 地上的一切疆界都是你立定的,

夏天和冬天都是你制定的。

18 耶和华啊!仇敌辱骂你,

愚顽人亵渎你的名,

求你记念这事。

19 求你不要把你斑鸠的性命交给野兽,

不要永远忘记你困苦人的性命。

20 求你顾念所立的约,

因为地上黑暗的地方充满了强暴的居所。

21 不要使受欺压的人蒙羞回去,

要使困苦、贫穷的人赞美你的名。

22  神啊!求你起来,为你的案件辩护,

要记得愚顽人终日对你的辱骂。

23 求你不要忘记你敌人的声音,

不要忘记那些起来与你为敌的人不住加剧地喧闹。

74 You walked off and left us, and never looked back.
    God, how could you do that?
We’re your very own sheep;
    how can you stomp off in anger?

2-3 Refresh your memory of us—you bought us a long time ago.
    Your most precious tribe—you paid a good price for us!
    Your very own Mount Zion—you actually lived here once!
Come and visit the site of disaster,
    see how they’ve wrecked the sanctuary.

4-8 While your people were at worship, your enemies barged in,
    brawling and scrawling graffiti.
They set fire to the porch;
    axes swinging, they chopped up the woodwork,
Beat down the doors with sledgehammers,
    then split them into kindling.
They burned your holy place to the ground,
    violated the place of worship.
They said to themselves, “We’ll wipe them all out,”
    and burned down all the places of worship.

9-17 There’s not a sign or symbol of God in sight,
    nor anyone to speak in his name,
    no one who knows what’s going on.
How long, God, will barbarians blaspheme,
    enemies curse and get by with it?
Why don’t you do something? How long are you going
    to sit there with your hands folded in your lap?
God is my King from the very start;
    he works salvation in the womb of the earth.
With one blow you split the sea in two,
    you made mincemeat of the dragon Tannin.
You lopped off the heads of Leviathan,
    then served them up in a stew for the animals.
With your finger you opened up springs and creeks,
    and dried up the wild floodwaters.
You own the day, you own the night;
    you put stars and sun in place.
You laid out the four corners of earth,
    shaped the seasons of summer and winter.

18-21 Mark and remember, God, all the enemy
    taunts, each idiot desecration.
Don’t throw your lambs to the wolves;
    after all we’ve been through, don’t forget us.
Remember your promises;
    the city is in darkness, the countryside violent.
Don’t leave the victims to rot in the street;
    make them a choir that sings your praises.

22-23 On your feet, O God—
    stand up for yourself!
Do you hear what they’re saying about you,
    all the vile obscenities?
Don’t tune out their malicious filth,
    the brawling invective that never lets up.