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.

Al maestro de coro. De David. El insensato dice en su corazón: “No hay Dios.” Se han pervertido; su conducta es abominable, ni uno solo obra bien.

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

Yahvé mira desde el cielo a los hijos de los hombres, para ver si hay quien sea inteligente y busque a Dios.

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

Pero se han extraviado todos juntos y se han depravado. No hay uno que obre el bien, ni uno siquiera.

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

¡Nunca entenderán, todos esos malhechores, que devoran a mi pueblo como quien come pan, sin acordarse de Dios para nada!

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

Mas algún día temblarán de espanto, porque Dios está con la generación de los justos.

6 Ye have shamed the counsel of the poor, because the LORD is his refuge.

Vosotros que despreciáis las ansias del desvalido, sabed que Dios es su refugio.

7 O 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.

¡Oh, venga ya de Sión la salud de Israel! Cuando cambie el Señor la suerte de su pueblo, saltarán de gozo Jacob, e Israel de alegría.