Psalms 53

1 To him that excelleth on Mahalath. A Psalme of David to give instruction. The foole hath saide in his heart, There is no God. they haue corrupted and done abominable wickednes: there is none that doeth good.

Til Sangmesteren. Al-mahalat. En Maskil af David.

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

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

3 Euery one is gone backe: they are altogether corrupt: there is none that doth good, no not one.

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

4 Doe not the workers of iniquitie knowe that they eate vp my people as they eate bread? they call not vpon God.

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

5 There they were afraide for feare, where no feare was: for God hath scattered the bones of him that besieged thee: thou hast put them to confusion, because God hath cast them off.

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

6 Oh giue saluation vnto Israel out of Zion: when God turneth the captiuitie of his people, then Iaakob shall reioyce, and Israel shalbe glad.

Af Rædsel gribes de da, hvor ingen Rædsel var; thi Gud adsplitter din Belejrers Ben; de bliver til Skamme, thi Gud forkaster dem. Ak, kom dog fra Zion Israels Frelse! Naar Gud vender sit Folks Skæbne, skal Jakob juble, Israel glædes.