Psalms 14

1 For 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.

Til Sangmesteren; af David. En Daare siger i sit Hjerte: Der er ingen Gud; fordærvelig, vederstyggelig er deres Gerning; der er ingen, som gør godt.

2 The LORD looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, that did seek after God.

Herren saa ned fra Himmelen paa Menneskens Børn, at se, om der var nogen forstandig, nogen, som søgte Gud.

3 They are all gone aside; they are together become filthy; there is none that doeth good, no, not one.

De ere alle afvegne, de ere fordærvede til Hobe; der er ingen, som gør godt, end ikke een.

4 Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people as they eat bread, and call not upon the LORD.

Have de ikke kendt det, alle de, som gøre Uret, som æde mit Folk, som de aade Brød? de kaldte ikke paa Herren.

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

Den Gang frygtede de saare, fordi Gud var med den retfærdiges Slægt.

6 Ye put to shame the counsel of the poor, because the LORD is his refuge.

Gører kun den elendiges Raad til Skamme; thi Herren er hans Tilflugt.

7 Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion! when the LORD bringeth back the captivity of his people, then shall Jacob rejoice, [and] Israel shall be glad.

Gid der fra Zion kom Frelse for Israel! Naar Herren tilbagefører sit fangne Folk, da skal Jakob fryde sig, Israel glæde sig.