¹O lord God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:

¹Pjesma. Psalam. Sinova Korahovih. Zborovođi. Po napjevu "Bolest". Za pjevanje. Poučna pjesma. Ezrahijca Hemana.

²Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;

²Jahve, Bože moj, vapijem danju, a noću naričem pred tobom.

³For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

³Neka dopre do tebe molitva moja, prigni uho k vapaju mome.

⁴I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:

⁴Jer mi je duša zasićena patnjama, moj se život bliži Podzemlju.

⁵Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.

⁵Broje me k onima što u grob silaze, postadoh sličan nemoćniku.

⁶Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.

⁶Među mrtvima moj je ležaj, poput ubijenih što leže u grobu kojih se više ne spominješ, od kojih si ustegao ruku.

⁷Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.

⁷Smjestio si me u jamu duboku, u tmine, u bezdan.

⁸Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.

⁸Teško me pritišće ljutnja tvoja i svim me valima svojim prekrivaš.

⁹Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.

⁹Udaljio si od mene znance moje, Óučini da im gnusan budem: zatvoren sam, ne mogu izaći.

¹⁰Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.

¹⁰Od nevolje oči mi gasnu: vapijem tebi, Jahve, iz dana u dan, za tobom ruke pružam.

¹¹Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?

¹¹Zar na mrtvima činiš čudesa? Zar će sjene ustati i hvaliti tebe?

¹²Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?

¹²Zar se u grobu pripovijeda o tvojoj dobroti? O vjernosti tvojoj u Propasti?

¹³But unto thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.

¹³Zar se u tmini objavljuju čudesa tvoja i tvoja pravda u Zaboravu?

¹⁴LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?

¹⁴Ipak ja vapijem tebi, Jahve, prije jutra molitvom te pretječem.

¹⁵I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.

¹⁵Zašto, Jahve, odbacuješ dušu moju? Zašto sakrivaš lice od mene?

¹⁶Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.

¹⁶Bijedan sam i umirem već od dječaštva, klonuh noseći tvoje strahote.

¹⁷They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.

¹⁷Preko mene prijeđoše vihori tvojega gnjeva, strahote me tvoje shrvaše,

¹⁸Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness.

¹⁸okružuju me kao voda sveudilj, optječu me svi zajedno.

¹⁹Udaljio si od mene prijatelja i druga: mrak mi je znanac jedini.