Salmos 73

1 Hino de Asaf. Por que, Senhor, persistis em nos rejeitar? Por que se inflama vossa ira contra as ovelhas de vosso rebanho?

2 Recordai-vos de vosso povo que elegestes outrora, da tribo que resgatastes para vossa possessão, da montanha de Sião onde fizestes vossa morada.

3 Dirigi vossos passos a estes lugares definitivamente devastados; o inimigo tudo destruiu no santuário.

4 Os adversários rugiam no local de vossas assembleias, como troféus hastearam suas bandeiras.

5 Pareciam homens a vibrar o machado na floresta espessa.

6 Rebentaram os portais do templo com malhos e martelos,

7 atearam fogo ao vosso santuário, profanaram, arrasaram a morada do vosso nome.

8 Disseram em seus corações: "Destruamo-los todos juntos; incendiai todos os lugares santos da terra".

9 Não vemos mais nossos emblemas, já não há nenhum profeta e ninguém entre nós que saiba até quando...

10 Ó Deus, até quando nos insultará o inimigo? O adversário blasfemará vosso nome para sempre?

11 Por que retirais a vossa mão? Por que guardais vossa destra em vosso seio?

12 Entretanto, Deus é meu rei desde os tempos antigos, ele que opera a salvação por toda a terra.

13 Vosso poder abriu o mar, esmagastes nas águas as cabeças de dragões.

14 Quebrastes as cabeças do Leviatã, e as destes como pasto aos monstros do mar.

15 Fizestes jorrar fontes e torrentes, secastes rios caudalosos.

16 Vosso é o dia, a noite vos pertence: vós criastes a lua e o sol,

17 Vós marcastes à terra seus confins, estabelecestes o inverno e o verão.

18 Lembrai-vos: o inimigo vos insultou, Senhor, e um povo insensato ultrajou o vosso nome.

19 Não abandoneis ao abutre a vida de vossa pomba, não esqueçais para sempre a vida de vossos pobres.

20 Olhai para a vossa aliança, porque todos os recantos da terra são antros de violência.

21 Que os oprimidos não voltem confundidos, que o pobre e o indigente possam louvar o vosso nome.

22 Levantai-vos, ó Deus, defendei a vossa causa. Lembrai-vos das blasfêmias que continuamente vos dirige o insensato.

23 Não olvideis os insultos de vossos adversários, e o tumulto crescente dos que se insurgem contra vós.

A Psalm of Asaph.

1 Surely God is good to Israel,

Even to such as are pure in heart.

2 But as for me, my feet were almost gone;

My steps had well nigh slipped.

3 For I was envious at the arrogant,

When I saw the prosperity of the wicked.

4 For there are no pangs in their death;

But their strength is firm.

5 They are not in trouble as other men;

Neither are they plagued like other men.

6 Therefore pride is as a chain about their neck;

Violence covereth them as a garment.

7 Their eyes stand out with fatness:

They have more than heart could wish.

8 They scoff, and in wickedness utter oppression:

They speak loftily.

9 They have set their mouth in the heavens,

And their tongue walketh through the earth.

10 Therefore his people return hither:

And waters of a full cup are drained by them.

11 And they say, How doth God know?

And is there knowledge in the Most High?

12 Behold, these are the wicked;

And, being alway at ease, they increase in riches.

13 Surely in vain have I cleansed my heart,

And washed my hands in innocency;

14 For all the day long have I been plagued,

And chastened every morning.

15 If I had said, I will speak thus;

Behold, I had dealt treacherously with the generation of thy children.

16 When I thought how I might know this,

It was too painful for me;

17 Until I went into the sanctuary of God,

And considered their latter end.

18 Surely thou settest them in slippery places:

Thou castest them down to destruction.

19 How are they become a desolation in a moment!

They are utterly consumed with terrors.

20 As a dream when one awaketh,

So, O Lord, when thou awakest, thou wilt despise their image.

21 For my soul was grieved,

And I was pricked in my heart:

22 So brutish was I, and ignorant;

I was as a beast before thee.

23 Nevertheless I am continually with thee:

Thou hast holden my right hand.

24 Thou wilt guide me with thy counsel,

And afterward receive me to glory.

25 Whom have I in heaven but thee?

And there is none upon earth that I desire besides thee.

26 My flesh and my heart faileth;

But God is the strength of my heart and my portion for ever.

27 For, lo, they that are far from thee shall perish:

Thou hast destroyed all them that play the harlot, departing from thee.

28 But it is good for me to draw near unto God:

I have made the Lord Jehovah my refuge,

That I may tell of all thy works.