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.

Psalmus David, in finem. Dixit insipiens in corde suo: Non est Deus. Corrupti sunt, et abominabiles facti sunt in studiis suis: non est qui faciat bonum, non est usque ad unum.

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

Dominus de caelo prospexit super filios hominum, ut videat si est intelligens, aut requirens Deum.

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

Omnes declinaverunt, simul inutiles facti sunt: non est qui faciat bonum, non est usque ad unum. Sepulchrum patens est guttur eorum: linguis suis dolose agebant, venenum aspidum sub labiis eorum. Quorum os maledictione et amaritudine plenum est: veloces pedes eorum ad effundendum sanguinem. Contritio et infelicitas in viis eorum, et viam pacis non cognoverunt: non est timor Dei ante oculos eorum.

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

Nonne cognoscent omnes qui operantur iniquitatem, qui devorant plebem meam sicut escam panis?

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

Dominum non invocaverunt, illic trepidaverunt timore, ubi non erat timor.

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

Quoniam Dominus in generatione iusta est, consilium inopis confudistis, quoniam Dominus spes eius est.

7 Oh 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.

Quis dabit ex Sion salutare Israel? cum averterit Dominus captivitatem plebis suae, exultabit Iacob, et laetabitur Israel.