To the Overseer. -- 'On a disease.' -- An instruction, by
A fool said in his heart, 'There is no God.' They have done
corruptly, Yea, they have done abominable iniquity, There is none doing good.
God from the heavens looked on the sons of men, To see if
there be an understanding one, One seeking God.
Every one went back, together they became filthy, There is
none doing good -- not even one.
Have not workers of iniquity known, Those eating my people
have eaten bread, God they have not called.
There they feared a fear -- there was no fear, For God hath
scattered the bones of him Who is encamping against thee, Thou hast put to
shame, For God hath despised them.
Who doth give from Zion the salvation of Israel? When God
turneth back to a captivity of His people, Jacob doth rejoice -- Israel