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.) Dårerne siger i Hjertet: "Der er ingen Gud!" Slet og afskyeligt handler de, ingen 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 skuer ned fra Himlen på Menneskens Børn for at se, om der findes en forstandig, nogen, der søger Gud.

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

Afveget er alle, til Hobe fordærvet, ingen 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.

Er alle de Udådsmænd da uden Forstand, der æder mit Folk, som åd de Brød, og ikke påkalder HERREN?

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

Af Rædsel gribes de da, thi Gud er i de retfærdiges Slægt.

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

Gør kun den armes Råd til Skamme, HERREN er dog 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.

Ak, kom dog fra Zion Israels Frelse! Når HERREN vender Folkets Skæbne, skal Jakob juble, Israel glædes!