| 1 εἰς τὸ τέλος ψαλμὸς τῷ Δαυιδ εἶπεν ἄφρων ἐν καρδίᾳ αὐτοῦ οὐκ ἔστιν θεός διέφθειραν καὶ ἐβδελύχθησαν ἐν ἐπιτηδεύμασιν οὐκ ἔστιν ποιῶν χρηστότητα οὐκ ἔστιν ἕως ἑνός 2 κύριος ἐκ τοῦ οὐρανοῦ διέκυψεν ἐπὶ τοὺς υἱοὺς τῶν ἀνθρώπων τοῦ ἰδεῖν εἰ ἔστιν συνίων ἢ ἐκζητῶν τὸν θεόν 3 πάντες ἐξέκλιναν ἅμα ἠχρεώθησαν οὐκ ἔστιν ποιῶν χρηστότητα οὐκ ἔστιν ἕως ἑνός τάφος ἀνεῳγμένος ὁ λάρυγξ αὐτῶν ταῖς γλώσσαις αὐτῶν ἐδολιοῦσαν ἰὸς ἀσπίδων ὑπὸ τὰ χείλη αὐτῶν ὧν τὸ στόμα ἀρᾶς καὶ πικρίας γέμει ὀξεῖς οἱ πόδες αὐτῶν ἐκχέαι αἷμα σύντριμμα καὶ ταλαιπωρία ἐν ταῖς ὁδοῖς αὐτῶν καὶ ὁδὸν εἰρήνης οὐκ ἔγνωσαν οὐκ ἔστιν φόβος θεοῦ ἀπέναντι τῶν ὀφθαλμῶν αὐτῶν 4 οὐχὶ γνώσονται πάντες οἱ ἐργαζόμενοι τὴν ἀνομίαν οἱ κατεσθίοντες τὸν λαόν μου βρώσει ἄρτου τὸν κύριον οὐκ ἐπεκαλέσαντο 5 ἐκεῖ ἐδειλίασαν φόβῳ οὗ οὐκ ἦν φόβος ὅτι ὁ θεὸς ἐν γενεᾷ δικαίᾳ 6 βουλὴν πτωχοῦ κατῃσχύνατε ὅτι κύριος ἐλπὶς αὐτοῦ ἐστιν 7 τίς δώσει ἐκ Σιων τὸ σωτήριον τοῦ Ισραηλ ἐν τῷ ἐπιστρέψαι κύριον τὴν αἰχμαλωσίαν τοῦ λαοῦ αὐτοῦ ἀγαλλιάσθω Ιακωβ καὶ εὐφρανθήτω Ισραηλ |
1 There is no God above us, is the fond thought of reckless hearts; warped natures everywhere and hateful lives! There is not an innocent man among them. 2 The Lord looks down from heaven at the race of men, to find one soul that reflects, and makes God its aim; 3 but no, all have missed the mark and rebelled against him; an innocent man is nowhere to be found. 4 What, can they learn nothing, all these traffickers in iniquity, who feed themselves fat on this people of mine, as if it were bread for their eating, 5 and never invoke the Lord’s name? What wonder if fear unmans them, when the Lord takes the part of the innocent? 6 Easily you thought to outwit the friendless; see, the Lord is his refuge! 7 Oh, that it might dawn over Sion, Israel’s deliverance! Day of gladness for Jacob, day of Israel’s triumph, when the Lord restores the fortunes of his own people.[1] |
1 Dixit insipiens in corde suo: Non est Deus.
Corrupti sunt, et abominabiles facti sunt in studiis suis;
non est qui faciat bonum, non est usque ad unum. 2
Dominus de cælo prospexit super filios hominum,
ut videat si est intelligens, aut requirens Deum. 3
Omnes declinaverunt, simul inutiles facti sunt.
Non est qui faciat bonum, non est usque ad unum.
Sepulchrum patens est guttur eorum;
linguis suis dolose agebant.
Venenum aspidum sub labiis eorum,
quorum os maledictione et amaritudine plenum est;
veloces pedes eorum ad effundendum sanguinem.
Contritio et infelicitas in viis eorum,
et viam pacis non cognoverunt;
non est timor Dei ante oculos eorum. 4
Nonne cognoscent omnes qui operantur iniquitatem,
qui devorant plebem meam sicut escam panis? 5
Dominum non invocaverunt;
illic trepidaverunt timore, ubi non erat timor. 6
Quoniam Dominus in generatione justa est:
consilium inopis confudistis,
quoniam Dominus spes ejus est. 7
Quis dabit ex Sion salutare Israël?
Cum averterit Dominus captivitatem plebis suæ,
exsultabit Jacob, et lætabitur Israël. |