To the chief Musician upon Mahalath, Maschil, A Psalm of David.
1 The fool hath said in his heart,
There is no God.
Corrupt are they, and have done abominable iniquity:
There is none that doeth good.
2 God looked down from heaven upon the children of men,
To see if there were any that did understand, that did seek God.
3 Every one of them is gone back: they are altogether become filthy;
There is none that doeth good, no, not one.
4 Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge?
Who eat up my people as they eat bread: They have not called upon God.
5 There were they in great fear, where no fear was:
For God hath scattered the bones of him that encampeth against thee:
Thou hast put them to shame,
because God hath despised them.
6 Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion!
When God bringeth back the captivity of his people,
Jacob shall rejoice,
And Israel shall be glad.