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

¹Môj duch je rozrušený; moje dni hasnú; zbývajú mi hroby.

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

²Je isté, že je posmech posmievačov u mňa, a moje oko má dlieť na ich poburovaní!

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

³Nože polož záloh; zaruč sa u seba za mňa! Lebo veď kde kto iný uderí do mojej ruky!

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

⁴Pretože si prikryl ich srdce, aby nerozumeli, preto ich ani nepovýšiš.

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

⁵Kto za podiel oznámi blížnych, toho synov oči sa zatmejú.

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

⁶Ale ma vystavil ľuďom za príslovie, a stal som sa takým, ktorému sa pľuje do tvári.

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

⁷Moje oko zoslablo od žiaľu, a všetky moje údy sú podobné tôni.

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

⁸Statoční ľudia priami sa hrozia nad tým, a nevinný sa poburuje nad pokrytcom.

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

⁹Avšak spravedlivý sa bude držať svojej cesty, a ten, kto je čistých rúk, priberie sily.

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

¹⁰Ale i vy všetci sa vráťte a nože poďte! Lež nenajdem medzi vami múdreho.

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

¹¹Moje dni sa pominuly; moje úmysly sú roztrhané, dedičstvá môjho srdca.

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

¹²Noc mi obracajú na deň, a zase vraj svetlo je blízko tmy.

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

¹³I keby som niečo očakával, jednako bude hrob mojím domom; vo tme si usteliem svoju ložu.

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

¹⁴Jame privolám: Ty si môj otec! Moja mať a moja sestra privolám červom.

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

¹⁵Kde je tedy moje očakávanie? A čo do môjho očakávania, kto kedy ho uvidí?

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

¹⁶Všetko to sostúpi k závorám hrobu, akže všetko spolu spočíva na prachu.