Salme 14

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

For the end, Psalm of David. The fool has said in his heart, There is no God. They have corrupted [themselves], and become abominable in their devices; there is none that does goodness, there is not even so much as one.

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

The Lord looked down from heaven upon the sons of men, to see if there were any that understood, or sought after god.

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

They are all gone out of the way, they are together become good for nothing, there is none that does good, no not one. Their throat is an open sepulchre; with their tongues they have used deceit; the poison of asps is under their lips: whose mouth is full of cursing and bitterness; their feet are swift to shed blood: destruction and misery 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 not all the workers of iniquity know, who eat up my people as they would eat bread? they have not called upon the Lord.

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

There were they alarmed with fear, where there was no fear; for God is in the righteous generation.

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

You have shamed the counsel of the poor, 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 bring the salvation of Israel out of Sion? when the Lord brings back the captivity of his people, let Jacob exult, and Israel be glad.