Psalms 53

1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Mahalath.” A contemplation by David. The fool has said in his heart, “There is no God.” They are corrupt, and have done abominable iniquity. There is no one who does good.

Hoe ty dagola an-tro’e ao: Tsy ao t’i Andrianañahare. Vàlañe iareo, mpanao hakeo mampangorý; leo raike tsy manao soa.

2 God looks down from heaven on the children of men, to see if there are any who understood, who seek after God.

Jiloven’ Añahare boak’an-dikerañe ao o ana’ ondatio, hivazohoa’e ke ao ty mahilala, mpitsoek’ an’Andrianañahare.

3 Every one of them has gone back. They have become filthy together. There is no one who does good, no, not one.

Songa niamboho, niharo naniva vatañe, tsy eo ty manao soa, leo raike.

4 Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge, who eat up my people as they eat bread, and don’t call on God?

Tsy maharendreke hao o mpitolon-karatiañeo? o mampibotseke ondatiko hoe mitamboavokake mofo, vaho tsy mikanjy an’Andrianañahareo.

5 There they were in great fear, where no fear was, for God has scattered the bones of him who encamps against you. You have put them to shame, because God has rejected them.

Hehe t’ie mirevendreveñe, ndra te tsy eo ty mahahembañe; fa navarakain’ Añahare ty taola’ o nitobe hiatreatre azoo; nisalare’o, fa naforintsen’Añahare.

6 Oh that the salvation of Israel would come out of Zion! When God brings back his people from captivity, then Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad.

Toe hiboake amy Tsiône ty fandrombahañe Israele! Ie hampolien’ Añahare ondati’e mirohio; Le hirebeke t’Iakobe, vaho hifale t’Israele.