015) Psalm 14

Psalm 14 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

8.6.8.6 1 That there is not a God, the fool doth in his heart conclude:

They are corrupt, their works are vile; not one of them doth good.

2 Upon men’s sons the Lord from heav’n did cast his eyes abroad, To see if any understood, and did seek after God.

3 They altogether filthy are, they all aside are gone; And there is none that doeth good, yea, sure there is not one.

4 These workers of iniquity do they not know at all, That they my people eat as bread, and on God do not call?

5 There fear’d they much; for God is with the whole race of the just.

6 You shame the counsel of the poor, because God is his trust.

7 Let Isr’el’s help from Sion come: when back the Lord shall bring His captives, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall sing.

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