That There Is Not A God The Foo
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.
Upon men’s sons the Lord from heav’n
did cast his eyes abroad,
To see if any understood,
and did seek after God.
They altogether filthy are,
they all aside are gone;
And there is none that doeth good,
yea, sure there is not one.
These workers of iniquity
do they not know at all,
That they my people eat as bread,
and on God do not call?
There fear’d they much; for God is with
the whole race of the just.
You shame the counsel of the poor,
because God is his trust.
Let Isr’el’s help from Sion come:
when back the Lord shall bring
His captives, Jacob shall rejoice,
and Israel shall sing.
Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases,