Salme 14

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

TO THE OVERSEER. BY DAVID. A fool has said in his heart, “There is no God”; They have done corruptly, They have done abominable actions, There is not a doer of good.

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

YHWH has looked from the heavens on the sons of men, To see if there is a wise one—seeking God.

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

The whole have turned aside, Together they have been filthy: There is not a doer of good, not even one.

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

Have all working iniquity not known? Those consuming my people have eaten bread, They have not called YHWH.

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

They have feared a fear there, For God [is] in the generation of the righteous.

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

You cause the counsel of the poor to stink, Because YHWH [is] his refuge.

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

“Who gives the salvation of Israel from Zion?” When YHWH turns back [To] a captivity of His people, Jacob rejoices—Israel is glad!