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 The Lord upon the sons of men from heav'n did cast his eyes, To see if any one there was that sought God, and was wise. 3 They altogether filthy are, they all are backward gone; And there is none that doeth good, no, not so much as 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 Ev'n there they were afraid, and stood with trembling, all dismayed, Whereas there was no cause at all why they should be afraid: For God his bones that thee besieged hath scattered all abroad; Thou hast confounded them, for they despisèd are of God. 6 Let Isr'el's help from Zion come: when back the Lord shall bring His captives, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall sing.