Psalms 14

1 To the chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David. The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. They have corrupted themselves, they have done abominable works: there is none that doeth good.

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

2 Jehovah looked down from the heavens upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, that did seek God.

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

3 They have all gone aside, they are together become corrupt: there is none that doeth good, not even one.

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

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

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

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

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

6 Ye have shamed the counsel of the afflicted, because Jehovah [was] his refuge.

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

7 Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion! When Jehovah turneth again the captivity of his people, Jacob shall be glad, Israel shall rejoice.

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