To the chief Musician upon Mahalath, Maschil, A Psalm of David.
1 The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. Corrupt are they, and have done abominable iniquity: there is none that doeth good.
2 God looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, that did seek God.
3 Every one of them is gone back: they are altogether become filthy; there is none that doeth good, no, not one.
4 Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people as they eat bread: they have not called upon God.
5 There were they in great fear, where no fear was: for God hath scattered the bones of him that encampeth against thee: thou hast put them to shame, because God hath despised them.
6 Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion! When God bringeth back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall be glad.
53–САНО
1-2 Ижрочилар раҳбарига. Зифликлар Шоулнинг олдига бориб: “Довуд халқимиз орасида яшириниб юрибди”, деб хабар берганларидан кейин , Довуднинг айтган қасидаси . Торли асбоблар жўрлигида айтилади.
3 Эй Худо! Буюк қудратинг ила мени қутқаргин!
Куч–қувватинг ила менга адолатли ҳукм чиқаргин!
4 Эй Худо, эшитгин илтижоимни,
Тинглагин айтганларимни!
5 Бегоналар қарши қўзғалди менга,
Зўравонлар қасд қилмоқчи жонимга,
Улар Сени писанд қилмайдилар.
6 Эй Худо, менга мадад берасан,
Эй Раббий, менинг жонимни асрайсан.
7 Душманларимнинг қабиҳликлари ўз бошига келсин,
Сен содиқсан, уларни қириб ташлагин!
8 Шод бўлиб, Сенга қурбонлик келтираман,
Ўзинг яхшисан, эй Эгам, Сенга шукур айтаман!
9 Сақладинг ҳар қандай кулфатдан мени,
Кўзларим кўрди душманларим мағлубиятини.
