Psalms 14

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. The foole hath said in his heart, There is no God: they haue corrupted, and done an abominable worke: there is none that doeth good.

Ho a i Talèn-tsakera; Sabo’ i Davide Hoe ty mineñe an-tro’e ao: Tsy eo ze o Andrianañahare zao. Lo-tsereke irezay, mitoloñe an-kativañe; leo raike tsy manao soa.

2 The Lord looked downe from heauen vpon the children of men, to see if there were any that would vnderstand, and seeke God.

Misary o ana’ ondatio hirik’an-dikerañ’ ao t’Iehovà, hahaoniña’e ke eo ty mahilala mpitsoeke an’ Andrianañahare.

3 All are gone out of the way: they are all corrupt: there is none that doeth good, no not one.

Sindre mandifike, mitrao-kaleorañe; tsy eo ty manao soa, leo raike.

4 Doe not all the workers of iniquitie know that they eate vp my people, as they eate bread? they call not vpon the Lord.

Songa tsy aman-kilala o mpitolon-karatiañeo, o mampibotseke ondatikoo manahake ty filintseña’e mofo, vaho tsy mitoka Iehovà.

5 There they shall be taken with feare, because God is in the generation of the iust.

An-gebahebak’ ao iereo, fe amy tariratse vañoñey t’i Andrianañahare.

6 You haue made a mocke at the counsell of the poore, because the Lord is his trust.

Ho naoveove’ areo ty fikabijà’ o rarakeo, fe fitsoloha’iareo t’Iehovà.

7 Oh giue saluation vnto Israel out of Zion: when the Lord turneth the captiuitie of his people, then Iaakob shall reioyce, and Israel shall be glad.

Toe hiboake Tsiône ao ty fandrombaha’ Israele! ie ampitolihe’ Iehovà ty fandrohizañe ondati’eo; le hirebeke t’Iakobe, vaho hifale t’Israele!