Salme 53

1 (Til sangmestern. Al-mahalat. En maskil af David.) Dårerne siger i Hjertet: "Der er ingen Gud!" Slet og afskyeligt handler de, ingen gør godt.

“For the leader of the music. To be sung on wind instruments. A psalm of David.” The fool saith in his heart, “There is no God!” They are corrupt; their doings are abominable; There is none that doeth good.

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

God looketh down from heaven upon the children of men, To see if there are any that have understanding, That have regard to God.

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

They are all gone astray; together are they corrupt; There is none that doeth good, no, not one.

4 Er de Udådsmænd da uden Forstand de, der æder mit Folk, som åd de Brød, og ikke påkalder Gud?

Shall not the evil-doers be requited, Who eat up my people like bread, And call not upon God?

5 Af Rædsel gribes de da, hvor ingen Rædsel var; thi Gud adsplitter din Belejres Ben; de bliver til Skamme, thi Gud forkaster dem.

Yea! fear shall come upon them, Where no fear is; For God will scatter the bones of him that encampeth against thee; Thou shalt put them to shame, for God despiseth them!

6 Ak, kom dog fra Zion Israels Frelse! Når Gud vender sit Folks Skæbne, skal Jakob juble, Israel glædes.

O that salvation for Israel would come out of Zion! When God bringeth back the captives of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel be glad.