Psalms 14
1 For the end, Psalm of David. The fool has said in his heart, There is no God. They have corrupted [themselves], and become abominable in their devices; there is none that does goodness, there is not even so much as one.
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 sons of men, to see if there were any that understood, or sought after god.
Dominus de caelo prospexit super filios hominum, ut videat si est intelligens, aut requirens Deum.
3 They are all gone out of the way, they are together become good for nothing, there is none that does good, no not one. Their throat is an open sepulchre; with their tongues they have used deceit; the poison of asps is under their lips: whose mouth is full of cursing and bitterness; their feet are swift to shed blood: destruction and misery are in their ways; and the way of peace they have not known: there is no fear of God before their eyes.
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 Will not all the workers of iniquity know, who eat up my people as they would eat bread? they have not called upon the Lord.
Nonne cognoscent omnes qui operantur iniquitatem, qui devorant plebem meam sicut escam panis?
5 There were they alarmed with fear, where there was no fear; for God is in the righteous generation.
Dominum non invocaverunt, illic trepidaverunt timore, ubi non erat timor.
6 You have shamed the counsel of the poor, because the Lord is his hope.
Quoniam Dominus in generatione iusta est, consilium inopis confudistis, quoniam Dominus spes eius est.
7 Who will bring the salvation of Israel out of Sion? when the Lord brings back the captivity of his people, let Jacob exult, and Israel be glad.
Quis dabit ex Sion salutare Israel? cum averterit Dominus captivitatem plebis suae, exultabit Iacob, et laetabitur Israel.
