Psalms 14
1 To 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.
To the victorie of Dauid. The vnwise man seide in his herte, God is not. Thei ben corrupt, and ben maad abhomynable in her studies; noon is that doith good, noon is til to oon.
2 The LORD looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, [and] seek God.
The Lord bihelde fro heuene on the sones of men; that he se, if ony is vndurstondynge, ethir sekynge God.
3 They are all gone aside, they are [all] together become filthy: [there is] none that doeth good, no, not one.
Alle bowiden awei, togidere thei ben maad vnprofitable; noon is that doth good, noon is `til to oon. The throte of hem is an open sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; the venym of snakis is vndur her lippis. Whos mouth is ful of cursyng and bittirnesse; her feet ben swift to schede out blood. Sorewe and cursidnesse is in the weies of hem, and thei knewen not the weie of pees; the drede of God is not bifor her iyen.
4 Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people [as] they eat bread, and call not upon the LORD.
Whether alle men that worchen wickidnesse schulen not knowe; that deuowren my puple, as mete of breed?
5 There were they in great fear: for God [is] in the generation of the righteous.
Thei clepeden not the Lord; thei trembliden there for dreed, where was no drede;
6 Ye have shamed the counsel of the poor, because the LORD [is] his refuge.
for the Lord is in a riytful generacioun. Thou hast schent the counsel of a pore man; for the Lord is his hope.
7 Oh that the salvation of Israel [were come] out of Zion! when the LORD bringeth back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, [and] Israel shall be glad.
Who schal yyue fro Syon helthe to Israel? Whanne the Lord hath turned awei the caitifte of his puple; Jacob schal `fulli be ioiful, and Israel schal be glad.
