Psalms 53

1 To the chief Musician upon Mahalath, Maschil, A Psalm of David. The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. They are corrupt, and have done abominable iniquity: there is none that doeth 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 looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, that did seek 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 is gone back: they are altogether become filthy; there is none that doeth good, no, not one.

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

4 Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people as they eat bread: they have not called upon God.

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

5 There they were in great fear, where no fear was: for God hath scattered the bones of him that encampeth against thee: thou hast put them to shame, because God hath despised 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 O that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion! When God bringeth back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad.

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