To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. The foolhath saidin his heart, There is noGod. They are corrupt, they have done abominableworks, there is nonethat doethgood. The LORDlooked downfrom heavenuponthe childrenof men, to seeif there wereany that did understand, and seekGod. They are allgone aside, they are all togetherbecome filthy: there is nonethat doethgood, no, notone. Have allthe workersof iniquitynoknowledge? who eat upmy people as they eatbread, and callnotupon the LORD. Therewere they in great fear: forGod is in the generationof the righteous. Ye have shamedthe counselof the poor, becausethe LORD is his refuge. Oh thatthe salvationof Israel were come out of Zion! when the LORDbringeth backthe captivityof his people, Jacobshall rejoice, and Israelshall be glad.