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.

Asaf yazƣan küy: — Huda Ɵz ilaⱨiy mǝjlisidǝ turup riyasǝtqilik ⱪilidu, U ilaⱨlar arisida ⱨɵküm qiⱪiridu;

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

— Ⱪaqanƣiqǝ silǝr naⱨǝⱪ ⱨɵküm qiⱪirisilǝr, Ⱪaqanƣiqǝ rǝzillǝrgǝ yüz-hatirǝ ⱪilisilǝr? (Selaⱨ)

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

Gadaylar wǝ yetim-yesirlarning dǝwasini soranglar, Ezilgǝnlǝr ⱨǝm ⱨajǝtmǝnlǝrgǝ adalǝtni kɵrsitinglar;

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

Miskinlǝr ⱨǝm namratlarni ⱪutⱪuzunglar, Ularni rǝzillǝrning qanggilidin azad ⱪilinglar!

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

Ular bularni bilmǝy wǝ qüxǝnmǝy zulmǝttǝ kezip yürmǝktǝ, Xunga yǝrning ulliri tǝwrǝnmǝktǝ.

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

Mǝn eyttim: — «Silǝr ilaⱨlarsilǝr, Ⱨǝmminglar Ⱨǝmmidin Aliy Bolƣuqining oƣulliri silǝr;

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

Xundaⱪ bolsimu silǝr insanƣa ohxax ɵlisilǝr, Ⱨǝrⱪandaⱪ ǝmir-bǝgkǝ ohxaxla yiⱪilisilǝr».

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

— Turƣin, i Huda, yǝr-yüzini soraⱪ ⱪilƣaysǝn! Qünki Sǝn barliⱪ ǝllǝrgǝ waris bolƣuqisǝn!