Salme 53

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

Unto the end, for Maeleth, understandings to David. The fool said in his heart: There is no God. They are corrupted, and become abominable in iniquities: there is none that doth good.

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

God looked down from heaven on the children of men: to see if there were any that did understand, or did seek 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 aside, they are become unprofitable together, there is none that doth good, no not one.

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

Shall not all the workers of iniquity know, who eat up my people as they eat 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: there have they trembled for fear, where there was no fear. For God hath scattered the bones of them that please men: they have been confounded, because God hath despised 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 give out of Sion the salvation of Israel? when God shall bring back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad.