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.

Of Asaph. God stood in the synagoge of goddis; forsothe he demeth goddis in the myddil.

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

Hou longe demen ye wickidnesse; and taken the faces of synneris?

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

Deme ye to the nedi man, and to the modirles child; iustifie ye the meke man and pore.

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

Raueische ye out a pore man; and delyuere ye the nedi man fro the hond of the synner.

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

Thei knewen not, nether vndirstoden, thei goen in derknessis; alle the foundementis of erthe schulen be moued.

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

I seide, Ye ben goddis; and alle ye ben the sones of hiy God.

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

But ye schulen die as men; and ye schulen falle doun as oon of the princis.

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

Ryse, thou God, deme thou the erthe; for thou schalt haue eritage in alle folkis.