¹Why standest thou afar off, O LORD? why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?

¹Issand, miks sa seisad kaugel, miks sa peidad ennast hädaajal?

²The wicked in his pride doth persecute the poor: let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.

²Vaesed saavad vaevatud riivatute uhkusest, olles kinni kavaluste kaudu, mis nad on välja mõelnud.

³For the wicked boasteth of his heart's desire, and blesseth the covetous, whom the LORD abhorreth.

³Sest õel kiitleb oma hinge ihaldustest ja ahne kirub, põlastab Issandat.

⁴The wicked, through the pride of his countenance, will not seek after God: God is not in all his thoughts.

⁴Õel oma ülbuses hoopleb: 'Tema kättemaksu ei tule! Jumalat ei ole!' - need on kõik tema mõtted.

⁵His ways are always grievous; thy judgments are far above out of his sight: as for all his enemies, he puffeth at them.

⁵Tema käigud õnnestuvad alati; sinu õiglased kohtud on eemal kõrgel ta meelest; ta puhub kõigi oma vastaste peale.

⁶He hath said in his heart, I shall not be moved: for I shall never be in adversity.

⁶Ta ütleb oma südames: 'Mina ei kõigu, põlvest põlve ma olen see, kellele ei juhtu õnnetust!'

⁷His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and fraud: under his tongue is mischief and vanity.

⁷Ta suu on täis sajatusi, kavalust ja rõhumist; ta keele all on vaev ja nurjatus.

⁸He sitteth in the lurking places of the villages: in the secret places doth he murder the innocent: his eyes are privily set against the poor.

⁸Ta istub varitsemas õuede taga, salajases paigas ta tapab süütu, ta silmad luuravad õnnetut.

⁹He lieth in wait secretly as a lion in his den: he lieth in wait to catch the poor: he doth catch the poor, when he draweth him into his net.

⁹Ta varitseb salajases paigas nagu lõvi padrikus; ta varitseb, et tabada viletsat; ta tababki tema, tõmmates teda oma võrku.

¹⁰He croucheth, and humbleth himself, that the poor may fall by his strong ones.

¹⁰Ta küürutab ja lömitab, ja õnnetud langevad ta vägevate küünte vahele.

¹¹He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten: he hideth his face; he will never see it.

¹¹Ta ütleb oma südames: 'Jumal on unustanud, ta on oma palge peitnud, ta ei näe ilmaski!'

¹²Arise, O LORD; O God, lift up thine hand: forget not the humble.

¹²Tõuse, Issand, tõsta oma käsi üles, oh Jumal! Ära unusta viletsaid!

¹³Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God? he hath said in his heart, Thou wilt not require it.

¹³Mispärast teotab õel Jumalat? Ta mõtleb oma südames, et sina ei hooli sellest.

¹⁴Thou hast seen it; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to requite it with thy hand: the poor committeth himself unto thee; thou art the helper of the fatherless.

¹⁴Sina oled seda näinud, sest sina näed vaeva ja meelekibedust, et tasuda oma käega; õnnetu jätab enese sinu hooleks, sina oled vaeslapse abimees.

¹⁵Break thou the arm of the wicked and the evil man: seek out his wickedness till thou find none.

¹⁵Murra katki õelate käsivars, maksa kätte kurja õelus, kuni sa seda enam ei leia!

¹⁶The LORD is King for ever and ever: the heathen are perished out of his land.

¹⁶Issand on kuningas ikka ja igavesti, paganad on kadunud tema maalt.

¹⁷LORD, thou hast heard the desire of the humble: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:

¹⁷Viletsate igatsemist sa kuuled, Issand; sina kinnitad nende südant, su kõrv paneb neid tähele,

¹⁸To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that the man of the earth may no more oppress.

¹⁸et mõista õiglast kohut vaeslapsele ja rõhutule, et mullast saadud inimene enam ei ajaks hirmu peale.