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Salmos 14

To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

1 The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good.

2 The LORD looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, and seek God.

3 They are all gone aside, they are all together become filthy: there is none that doeth good, no, not one.

4 Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people as they eat bread, and call not upon the LORD.

5 There were they in great fear: for God is in the generation of the righteous.

6 Ye have shamed the counsel of the poor, because the LORD is his refuge.

7 Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion! when the LORD bringeth back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad.

Domínio Público. Esta tradução bíblica de domínio público é trazida a você por cortesia de eBible.org.

1 Az éneklõmesternek; Dávidé. Azt mondja a balgatag az õ szívében: Nincs Isten. Megromlottak, útálatosságot cselekedtek; nincs, a ki jót cselekedjék.2 Az Úr letekintett a mennybõl az emberek fiaira, hogy meglássa, ha van-é értelmes, Istent keresõ?3 Mindnyájan elhajlottak; egyetemben elromlottak, nincs, a ki jót cselekedjék, nincsen csak egy sem.4 Nem tudják-é [ezt] mind a gonosztévõk, a kik megeszik az én népemet, mintha kenyeret ennének, az Urat [pedig] segítségül nem hívják?5 Majd rettegnek rettegéssel, mert Isten az igaz nemzetséggel van!6 A szegénynek tanácsát kicsúfoljátok, mert az Úr az õ bizodalma.7 Vajha eljõne Sionból Izráelnek a szabadítás! Mikor az Úr visszahozza népének foglyait, Jákób örül majd és vigad Izráel.

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