Psaumes 14
English standard version

Portrait de l’homme impie

1 To the choirmaster. Of David.
The fool says in his heart, There is no God.
They are corrupt, they do abominable deeds;
there is none who does good
2 The Lord looks down from heaven on the children of man,
to see if there are any who understand,
who seek after God
3 They have all turned aside; together they have become corrupt;
there is none who does good,
not even one
4 Have they no knowledge, all the evildoers
who eat up my people as they eat bread
and do not call upon the Lord?
5 There they are in great terror,
for God is with the generation of the righteous.
6 You would shame the plans of the poor,
but the Lord is his refuge.
7 Oh, that salvation for Israel would come out of Zion!
When the Lord restores the fortunes of his people,
let Jacob rejoice, let Israel be glad.