Salme 53

1 Til Sangmesteren. Al-mahalat. En Maskil af David.

Unto the end. For Mahalath: the thoughts of David. The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.” They were corrupted, and they became abominable with iniquities. There is no one who does good.

2 Daarerne siger i Hjertet: »Der er ingen Gud!« Slet og afskyeligt handler de, ingen gør godt.

God gazed down from heaven on the sons of men, to see if there were any who were considering or seeking God.

3 Gud skuer ned fra Himlen paa Menneskenes Børn for at se, om der findes en forstandig, nogen, der søger Gud.

All have gone astray; together they have become useless. There is no one who does good; there is not even one.

4 Afveget er alle, til Hobe fordærvede, ingen gør godt, end ikke een.

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

5 Er de Udaadsmænd da uden Forstand, de, der æder mit Folk, som aad de Brød, og ikke paakalder Gud?

They have not called upon God. In that place, they have trembled in fear, where there was no fear. For God has scattered the bones of those who please men. They have been confounded, because God has spurned them.

6 Af Rædsel gribes de da, hvor ingen Rædsel var; thi Gud adsplitter din Belejrers Ben; de bliver til Skamme, thi Gud forkaster dem. Ak, kom dog fra Zion Israels Frelse! Naar Gud vender sit Folks Skæbne, skal Jakob juble, Israel glædes.

Who will grant from Zion the salvation of Israel? Jacob will exult, when God will convert the captivity of his people; and Israel will rejoice.