016) Psalm 14

Psalm 14 To the chief Musician a psalm of David.

8.6.8.6

1 The fool in’s heart saith there’s no God; they are corrupt, have done abominable-practices, that doth good there is none.

2 The Lord from heaven looked down on Sons of men: to see, if any that doth understand, that seeketh God there be.

3 All are gone back, together they ev’n filthy are become: and there is none that doeth good, no not so much as one.

4 The workers of iniquities, have they no knowledge all? that eat my people: they eat bread, and on God do not call.

5 There with a very grievous fear affrighted sore they were, for God in generation is of such as righteous are.

6 The counsel ye would make of him that poor afflicted is, to be asham’d and that because the Lord his refuge is.

7 Who Israel’s health from Sion gives? his folks captivity when God shall turn: Jacob shall joy glad Israel shall be.

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