For the music director; by David. Fools say to themselves, "There is no God." They sin and commit evil deeds; none of them does what is right.

Everyone rejects God; they are all morally corrupt. None of them does what is right, not even one!

Certainly none who rely on you will be humiliated. Those who deal in treachery will be thwarted and humiliated.

For the music director; according to the machalath style; a well-written song by David. Fools say to themselves, "There is no God." They sin and commit evil deeds; none of them does what is right.

Everyone rejects God; they are all morally corrupt. None of them does what is right, not even one!

Let none who rely on you be disgraced because of me, O sovereign Lord and king! Let none who seek you be ashamed because of me, O God of Israel!

Their insults are painful and make me lose heart; I look for sympathy, but receive none, for comforters, but find none.

None can compare to you among the gods, O Lord! Your exploits are incomparable!

He brought his people out enriched with silver and gold; none of his tribes stumbled.