¹To the Overseer. — `On a disease.` — An instruction, by David. A fool said in his heart, `There is no God.` They have done corruptly, Yea, they have done abominable iniquity, There is none doing good.

¹Laulujuhatajale: kurval viisil laulda; Taaveti õpetuslaul.

²God from the heavens looked on the sons of men, To see if there be an understanding one, [One] seeking God.

²Meeletu ütleb oma südames: 'Jumalat ei ole!' Nad talitavad riivatult ja jõledasti, ei ole kedagi, kes head teeb.

³Every one went back, together they became filthy, There is none doing good — not even one.

³Jumal vaatab taevast inimlaste peale, et näha, kas on mõistlikku, kedagi, kes otsib Jumalat.

⁴Have not workers of iniquity known, Those eating my people have eaten bread, God they have not called.

⁴Kõik nad on taganenud, üheskoos on nad läinud raisku; ei ole kedagi, kes head teeb, mitte ühtainustki.

⁵There they feared a fear — there was no fear, For God hath scattered the bones of him Who is encamping against thee, Thou hast put to shame, For God hath despised them.

⁵Kas seda siis ei mõista need, kes teevad nurjatust, kes söövad mu rahvast, nagu süüakse leiba? Jumala poole nad ei hüüa.

⁶Who doth give from Zion the salvation of Israel? When God turneth back [to] a captivity of His people, Jacob doth rejoice — Israel is glad!

⁶Seal valdab neid hirm, kus ei ole hirmu põhjust, sest Jumal pillab laiali selle luud, kes seab leeri sinu vastu. Sa saadad nad häbisse, sest Jumal on nad hüljanud.

⁷Oh, et Iisraelile tuleks pääste Siionist! Kui Jumal oma rahva vangipõlve pöörab, siis hakkab Jaakob ilutsema, Iisrael saab rõõmsaks.