Salme 14

1 Til Sangmesteren. Af David. Daarerne siger i Hjertet: »Der er ingen Gud!« Slet og afskyeligt handler de, ingen gør godt.

Unto the end. A Psalm of David. The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.” They were corrupted, and they have become abominable in their studies. There is no one who does good; there is not even one.

2 HERREN skuer ned fra Himlen paa Menneskens Børn for at se, om der findes en forstandig, nogen, der søger Gud.

The Lord has looked down from heaven upon the sons of men, to see if there were any who were considering or seeking God.

3 Afveget er alle, til Hobe fordærvet, ingen gør godt, end ikke een!

They have all gone astray; together they have become useless. There is no one who does good; there is not even one. Their throat is an open sepulcher. With their tongues, they have been acting deceitfully; the venom of asps is under their lips. Their mouth is full of curses and bitterness. Their feet are swift to shed blood. Grief and unhappiness are in their ways; and the way of peace, they have not known. There is no fear of God before their eyes.

4 Er alle de Udaadsmænd da uden Forstand, der æder mit Folk, som aad de Brød, og ikke paakalder HERREN?

Will they never learn: all those who work iniquity, who devour my people like a meal of bread?

5 Af Rædsel gribes de da, thi Gud er i de retfærdiges Slægt.

They have not called upon the Lord. There, they have trembled in fear, where there was no fear.

6 Gør kun den armes Raad til Skamme, HERREN er dog hans Tilflugt.

For the Lord is with the just generation. You have confounded the counsel of the needy because the Lord is his hope.

7 Ak, kom dog fra Zion Israels Frelse! Naar HERREN vender Folkets Skæbne, skal Jakob juble, Israel glædes!

Who will grant the salvation of Israel from Zion? When the Lord turns away the captivity of his people, Jacob will exult, and Israel will rejoice.