Psalms 14

1 For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David. The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works; There is none that doeth good.

Dijo el insensato en su corazón: No hay Dios: Corrompiéronse, hicieron obras abominables: no hay quien haga bien.

2 Jehovah looked down from heaven upon the children of men, To see if there were any that did understand, That did seek after God.

Jehová miró desde los cielos sobre los hijos de los hombres, por ver si hay algún sabio, que busque a Dios.

3 They are all gone aside; they are together become filthy; There is none that doeth good, no, not one.

Todos declinaron a una, dañáronse; no hay quien haga bien, no hay ni aun uno.

4 Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge, Who eat up my people [as] they eat bread, And call not upon Jehovah?

Ciertamente ¿no lo conocieron todos los que obran iniquidad, que comen mi pueblo, como si comiesen pan? a Jehová no invocaron.

5 There were they in great fear; For God is in the generation of the righteous.

Allí temblaron de espanto: porque Dios está con la nación de los justos.

6 Ye put to shame the counsel of the poor, Because Jehovah is his refuge.

El consejo del pobre avergonzasteis por cuanto Jehová es su esperanza.

7 Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion! When Jehovah bringeth back the captivity of his people, Then shall Jacob rejoice, [and] Israel shall be glad.

¡Quién diese de Sión la salud de Israel, tornando Jehová la cautividad de su pueblo! Gozárse ha Jacob, y alegrarse ha Israel.