¹My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

¹Daha mi nestaje, gasnu moji dani i za mene već se skupljaju grobari.

²Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?

²Rugači su evo mene dohvatili, od uvreda oka sklopiti ne mogu.

³Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?

³Stoga me zaštiti i budi mi jamcem kad mi nitko u dlan neće da udari.

⁴For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.

⁴Jer, srca si njina lišio razuma i dopustiti im nećeš da opstanu.

⁵He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.

⁵K'o taj što imanje dijeli drugovima, a djeci njegovoj dotle oči gasnu,

⁶He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.

⁶narodima svim sam na ruglo postao, onaj kom u lice svatko pljunut' može.

⁷Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.

⁷Od tuge vid mi se muti u očima, poput sjene moji udovi postaju.

⁸Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.

⁸Začudit će se zbog toga pravednici, na bezbožnika će planuti čestiti;

⁹The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.

⁹neporočni će na svom ustrajat' putu, čovjek čistih ruku ojačat će još više.

¹⁰But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.

¹⁰Hajde, svi vi, nećete li opet počet', tÓa među vama ja mudra ne nalazim!

¹¹My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

¹¹Minuli su dani, propale zamisli, želje srca moga izjalovile se.

¹²They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.

¹²'U noći najcrnjoj, dan se približava; blizu je već svjetlo što tminu izgoni.'

¹³If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

¹³A meni je nada otići u Šeol i prostrijeti sebi ležaj u mrklini.

¹⁴I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.

¹⁴Dovikujem grobu: 'Oče moj rođeni!' a crve pozdravljam: 'Mati moja, sestro!'

¹⁵And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

¹⁵Ali gdje za mene ima jošte nade? Sreću moju tko će ikada vidjeti?

¹⁶They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.

¹⁶Hoće li u Šeol ona sa mnom sići da u prahu zajedno otpočinemo?"