How long, Jehovah, wilt thou forget me for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me? How long shall I take counsel in my soul, with sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me? Consider, answer me, O Jehovah my God! lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death; Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him! lest mine adversaries be joyful when I am moved. As for me, I have confided in thy loving-kindness; my heart shall be joyful in thy salvation. I will sing unto Jehovah, for he hath dealt bountifully with me.

Psalm 14

To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. They have corrupted themselves, they have done abominable works: there is none that doeth good. Jehovah looked down from the heavens upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, that did seek God. They have all gone aside, they are together become corrupt: there is none that doeth good, not even one.

⁴Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge, eating up my people as they eat bread? They call not upon Jehovah. ⁵There were they in great fear; for God is in the generation of the righteous. ⁶Ye have shamed the counsel of the afflicted, because Jehovah was his refuge. ⁷Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion! When Jehovah turneth again the captivity of his people, Jacob shall be glad, Israel shall rejoice.

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