Psalms 53

1 To the Chief Musician. On Mahalath. A Psalm of Instruction, of David. The impious hath said in his heart, There is no God! They have acted corruptly, They have wrought abominable perversity, There is none that doeth good: —

(Til sangmestern. Al-mahalat. En maskil af David.) Dårerne siger i Hjertet: "Der er ingen Gud!" Slet og afskyeligt handler de, ingen gør godt.

2 God, out of the heavens, looked down upon the sons of men, —To see whether there was one that showed wisdom, Enquiring after God.

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

3 They all, have turned back, together have they become tainted, —There is none that doeth good, Not so much as, one!

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

4 Are the workers of iniquity, without knowledge? Devouring my people, [as] they devour food? Upon God, have they not called.

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

5 There have they been in great dread where no dread was, Because, God, hath scattered the bones of thy besieger, —Thou hast put [him] to shame, Because, God, had, rejected, them.

Af Rædsel gribes de da, hvor ingen Rædsel var; thi Gud adsplitter din Belejres Ben; de bliver til Skamme, thi Gud forkaster dem.

6 Oh that, out of Zion, were granted the salvations of Israel! When God bringeth back the captives of his people, Jacob, shall exult, Israel, shall be glad.

Ak, kom dog fra Zion Israels Frelse! Når Gud vender sit Folks Skæbne, skal Jakob juble, Israel glædes.