To the Overseer. --By David. A fool hath said in his heart, `God is not;' They have done corruptly, They have done abominable actions, There is not a doer of good.

Jehovah from the heavens Hath looked on the sons of men, To see if there is a wise one--seeking God.

The whole have turned aside, Together they have been filthy: There is not a doer of good, not even one.

Have all working iniquity not known? Those consuming my people have eaten bread, Jehovah they have not called.

There they have feared a fear, For God <FI>is<Fi> in the generation of the righteous.

The counsel of the poor ye cause to stink, Because Jehovah <FI>is<Fi> his refuge.

`Who doth give from Zion the salvation of Israel? When Jehovah doth turn back <FI>To<Fi> a captivity of His people, Jacob doth rejoice--Israel is glad!