Psalmi 14

1 Dāvida dziesma. Dziedātāju vadonim. Ģeķi saka savā sirdī Dieva nav; tie ir samaitājušies un sagānījušies ar savu darbošanos, neviena nav, kas labu dara.

To the victorie of Dauid. The vnwise man seide in his herte, God is not. Thei ben corrupt, and ben maad abhomynable in her studies; noon is that doith good, noon is til to oon.

2 Tas Kungs skatās no debesīm uz cilvēku bērniem, raudzīt, vai jel kas būtu prātīgs, kas meklē Dievu.

The Lord bihelde fro heuene on the sones of men; that he se, if ony is vndurstondynge, ethir sekynge God.

3 Bet tie visi atkāpušies, visnotaļ smirdoši tapuši, neviena nav, kas labu dara, nav it neviena.

Alle bowiden awei, togidere thei ben maad vnprofitable; noon is that doth good, noon is `til to oon. The throte of hem is an open sepulcre, thei diden gilefuli with her tungis; the venym of snakis is vndur her lippis. Whos mouth is ful of cursyng and bittirnesse; her feet ben swift to schede out blood. Sorewe and cursidnesse is in the weies of hem, and thei knewen not the weie of pees; the drede of God is not bifor her iyen.

4 Vai tad nav nekādas atzīšanas tiem ļauna darītājiem, kas ēd manus ļaudis, tā kā ēd maizi, bet To Kungu tie nepiesauc?

Whether alle men that worchen wickidnesse schulen not knowe; that deuowren my puple, as mete of breed?

5 Tad tie bīdamies izbīstas, jo Dievs ir pie tās taisnās cilts.

Thei clepeden not the Lord; thei trembliden there for dreed, where was no drede;

6 Jūs nievājat nabaga padomu, bet Tas Kungs ir viņa patvērums.

for the Lord is in a riytful generacioun. Thou hast schent the counsel of a pore man; for the Lord is his hope.

7 Ak! Kaut no Ciānas nāktu Israēla pestīšana! Kad Tas Kungs atkal atved Savus cietuma ļaudis, tad Jēkabs priecāsies un Israēls līksmosies.

Who schal yyue fro Syon helthe to Israel? Whanne the Lord hath turned awei the caitifte of his puple; Jacob schal `fulli be ioiful, and Israel schal be glad.