1 To the Chief Musician on Mahalath. A contemplation. A Psalm of David. The fool has said in his heart, There is no God. They acted corruptly, and have worked out abominable wickedness; there is not one doing good. 2 God looked down from Heaven on the sons of mankind to see if any was discerning, who was seeking God. 3 Every one has turned away; they have altogether become filthy; not one is doing good, no, not even one.
4 Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge? They eat up my people as they eat bread; they have not called on God. 5 There they dreaded with dread, where no dread was; for God has scattered the bones of him who camps against you; you have put them to shame because God rejects them.
6 Who will give from Zion the salvation of Israel? When God brings back the captivity of His people, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad.