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.

ψαλμὸς τῷ Ασαφ ὁ θεὸς ἔστη ἐν συναγωγῇ θεῶν ἐν μέσῳ δὲ θεοὺς διακρίνει

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

ἕως πότε κρίνετε ἀδικίαν καὶ πρόσωπα ἁμαρτωλῶν λαμβάνετε διάψαλμα

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

κρίνατε ὀρφανὸν καὶ πτωχόν ταπεινὸν καὶ πένητα δικαιώσατε

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

ἐξέλεσθε πένητα καὶ πτωχόν ἐκ χειρὸς ἁμαρτωλοῦ ῥύσασθε

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

οὐκ ἔγνωσαν οὐδὲ συνῆκαν ἐν σκότει διαπορεύονται σαλευθήσονται πάντα τὰ θεμέλια τῆς γῆς

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

ἐγὼ εἶπα θεοί ἐστε καὶ υἱοὶ ὑψίστου πάντες

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

ὑμεῖς δὲ ὡς ἄνθρωποι ἀποθνῄσκετε καὶ ὡς εἷς τῶν ἀρχόντων πίπτετε

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

ἀνάστα ὁ θεός κρῖνον τὴν γῆν ὅτι σὺ κατακληρονομήσεις ἐν πᾶσιν τοῖς ἔθνεσιν