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.

Faarfannaa Asaaf. Waaqni, waldaa waaqotaa gidduu dhaabata; “waaqota” gidduuttis murtii kenna; akkanas jedha:

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

“Isin hamma yoomiitti seera jalʼiftu? Hamma yoomiittis jalʼootaaf dhaabattu?

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

Dadhabdootaa fi ijoollee abbaa hin qabneef murtii qajeelaa kennaa; mirga hiyyeeyyiitii fi cunqurfamtootaas eegsisaa.

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

Warra dadhabaa fi rakkattoota baraaraa; harka jalʼootaatiis isaan baasaa.

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

“Isaan homaa hin beekan; homaa illee hin hubatan. Isaan dukkana keessa jiraatu; hundeen lafaa hundinuu ni raafame.

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

“Anis, ‘Isin, “waaqota;” hundi keessan ilmaan Waaqa Waan Hundaa Olii ti’ jedheera.

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

Taʼus isin akkuma namatti ni duutu; akkuma bulchitoota kamii iyyuu ni kuftu.”

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

Yaa Waaqi kaʼi; lafatti muri; sabni hundinuu kan keetiitii.