Psalms 14

1 For the choirmaster. Of David. The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.” They are corrupt; their acts are vile. There is no one who does good.

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

2 The LORD looks down from heaven upon the sons of men to see if any understand, if any seek God.

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

3 All have turned away, they have together become corrupt; there is no one who does good, not even one.

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

4 Will the workers of iniquity never learn? They devour my people like bread; they refuse to call upon the LORD.

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

5 There they are, overwhelmed with dread, for God is in the company of the righteous.

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

6 You sinners frustrate the plans of the oppressed, yet the LORD is their shelter.

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

7 Oh, that the salvation of Israel would come from Zion! When the LORD restores His captive people, let Jacob rejoice, let Israel be glad!

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