Psalms 53

1 “To the chief musician upon Machalath, a Maskil of David.” The worthless fool saith in his heart, There is no God. They are corrupt, and they are abominable [in their] injustice: there is none that doth good.

En sú heimska að segja: „Guð er ekki til.“Hvers vegna segja menn slíkt? Vegna þess að hjörtu þeirra eru spillt og verk þeirra vond.

2 God looketh down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there be one intelligent, one who seeketh for God.

Guð lítur niður af himni. Hann rennir augum yfir mannanna börn. Skyldi nokkur vera hygginn og leita vilja Guðs?

3 Every one [of them] hath departed [from righteousness]; altogether are they become corrupt: there is none that doth good, no, not one.

Nei, allir hafa þeir snúið í hann baki. Þeir eru spilltir. Enginn þeirra gerir vilja Guðs, ekki einn einasti!

4 Is there no knowledge in the workers of wickedness? who eat up my people as they eat bread: [while] they do not call on God.

Þeir munu fá sinn dóm, illgjörðamennirnir sem ofsækja lýð Guðs.

5 There were they terrified with terror where there was no terror; for God had scattered the bones of those that encamped against thee: thou didst put them to shame, because God had rejected them.

Þeir munu þjást af ótta, jafnvel þegar engin hætta er! Guð mun á sínum tíma tvístra þeim. Hann hefur fellt sinn dóm og hafnað þeim.

6 Oh that some one might bring the salvation of Israel out of Zion! When God bringeth back the captivity of his people, [then] will Jacob be glad, [and] Israel will rejoice.

Ó, að Guð kæmi frá Síon og frelsaði Ísrael! Þá munum við taka gleði okkar á ný.