Psalms 14

1 Unto the end, a psalm for David. The fool hath said in his heart: There is no God, They are corrupt, and are become abominable in their ways: there is none that doth good, no not one.

Til Sangmesteren. Af David. Daarerne siger i Hjertet: »Der er ingen Gud!« Slet og afskyeligt handler de, ingen gør godt.

2 The Lord hath looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there be any that understand and seek God.

HERREN skuer ned fra Himlen paa Menneskens Børn for at se, om der findes en forstandig, nogen, der søger Gud.

3 They are all gone aside, they are become unprofitable together: there is none that doth good, no not one. Their throat is an open sepulchre: with their tongues they acted deceitfully; the poison of asps is under their lips. Their mouth is full of cursing and bitterness; their feet are swift to shed blood. Destruction and unhappiness in their ways: and the way of peace they have not known: there is no fear of God before their eyes.

Afveget er alle, til Hobe fordærvet, ingen gør godt, end ikke een!

4 Shall not all they know that work iniquity, who devour my people as they eat bread?

Er alle de Udaadsmænd da uden Forstand, der æder mit Folk, som aad de Brød, og ikke paakalder HERREN?

5 They have not called upon the Lord: there have they trembled for fear, where there was no fear.

Af Rædsel gribes de da, thi Gud er i de retfærdiges Slægt.

6 For the Lord is in the just generation: you have confounded the counsel of the poor man, but the Lord is his hope.

Gør kun den armes Raad til Skamme, HERREN er dog hans Tilflugt.

7 Who shall give out of Sion the salvation of Israel? when the Lord shall have turned away the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice and Israel shall be glad.

Ak, kom dog fra Zion Israels Frelse! Naar HERREN vender Folkets Skæbne, skal Jakob juble, Israel glædes!