To the chief Musician, |A Psalm| of David. 1 The fool hath said in his heart, |There is| no God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, |there is| none that doeth good. 2 The LORD looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, |and| seek God. 3 They are all gone aside, they are |all| together become filthy: |there is| none that doeth good, no, not one. 4 Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people |as| they eat bread, and call not upon the LORD. 5 There were they in great fear: for God |is| in the generation of the righteous. 6 Ye have shamed the counsel of the poor, because the LORD |is| his refuge. 7 Oh that the salvation of Israel |were come| out of Zion! when the LORD bringeth back the captivity of his people, Jacob shall rejoice, |and| Israel shall be glad.