Psalms 82

1 A Melody of Asaph. God, hath taken his place in the august assembly, In the midst of the gods, will he judge.

Thaburi ya Asafu Ngai arũgamĩte kĩũngano-inĩ kĩrĩa kĩnene; aratuĩra “ngai” ciira arĩ gatagatĩ ga cio.

2 How long will ye judge perversely, And, the countenances of the lawless, uplift? (Selah)

“Nĩ nginya rĩ mũgũtũũra mũciiragĩrĩra andũ arĩa matarũgamagĩrĩra kĩhooto, na mũgatĩĩra arĩa aaganu maũthĩ?

3 Vindicate the weak and the fatherless, The oppressed and the poor, see righted;

“Ciiragĩrĩrai kĩhooto kĩa arĩa matarĩ hinya na arĩa matarĩ maithe; tũũriai ihooto cia andũ arĩa athĩĩni o na arĩa ahinyĩrĩrie.

4 Deliver the weak and the needy, Out of the hand of the lawless, make rescue.

Hatũragai arĩa matarĩ hinya na arĩa abatari; mateithũrei kuuma moko-inĩ ma arĩa aaganu.

5 They know not, neither can they perceive, In darkness, they wander, All the foundations of the earth do shake.

“Andũ acio matirĩ ũndũ mooĩ, na matirĩ ũndũ makũũranaga. Macangacangaga nduma-inĩ; mĩthingi yothe ya thĩ nĩyenyenyete.

6 I, said, Gods, ye are, Yea, sons of the Highest, are ye all;

“Ndoigire atĩrĩ, ‘Inyuĩ mũrĩ “ngai”; inyuothe mũrĩ ariũ a Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno.’

7 But indeed, like the earth-born, shall ye die! And, like one of the princes, shall ye fall!

No mũgaakua o ta ũrĩa andũ makuuaga; mũkaagũa o ta aathani arĩa angĩ.”

8 Arise! O God, judge thou the earth, For, thou, wilt inherit all the nations.

Arahũka, Wee Ngai, ũtuĩre thĩ ciira, nĩgũkorwo ndũrĩrĩ ciothe nĩ igai rĩaku.