Omnes declinaverunt, simul inutiles facti sunt.
Non est qui faciat bonum, non est usque ad unum.
Sepulchrum patens est guttur eorum;
linguis suis dolose agebant.
Venenum aspidum sub labiis eorum,
quorum os maledictione et amaritudine plenum est;
veloces pedes eorum ad effundendum sanguinem.
Contritio et infelicitas in viis eorum,
et viam pacis non cognoverunt;
non est timor Dei ante oculos eorum.
They are all gone aside, they are become unprofitable together: there is none that doth good: no not one. Their throat is an open sepulchre; with their tongues they acted deceitfully: the poison of asps is under their lips. Their mouth is full of cursing and bitterness; their feet are swift to shed blood. Destruction and unhappiness in their ways; and the way of peace they have not known: there is no fear of God before their eyes.