The fool is he who says within,
“There is none to condemn my sin.”
His hands are red-filthy, his deeds corrupt;
From wisdom he cowers.
But in my heart I often find
An identical foolish mind;
I live as if there was no God above
And run to nonsense loved.
From Zion deliverance comes:
Yahweh will restore our fortunes.
Gladness will evict all our foolishness,
And full joy will fill us.