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

¹Duh moj je raztresen, dnevi mi dotekajo, grobovi me čakajo.

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

²Res zasmehljivci so pri meni, in oko moje mora gledati njih bridko žaljenje.

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

³Zastavi se, prosim, jamči zame pri sebi! kdo mi sicer v roko udari za poroštvo?

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

⁴Kajti njih srca si zaprl razumu, zato jim ne daš prevladovati.

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

⁵Če kdo ponuja prijatelje v plen, otrokom njegovim morajo oči shirati.

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

⁶On me je tudi postavil v prislovico ljudem, in obraz moj jim je v pljuvanje.

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

⁷In oko moje je potemnelo od nevolje, in kakor senca je slednji moj ud.

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

⁸Pošteni ostrme ob tem, in nedolžni se ujezi nad bogapozabnikom.

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

⁹A pravični bo vztrajal na poti svoji, in kdor je čistih rok, bo dobival vedno več moči.

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

¹⁰Ali vi vsi, le prihajajte zopet sem! modrega vendar ne najdem med vami.

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

¹¹Dnevi moji so minili, načrti so se mi izjalovili, kar sem jih gojil v srcu svojem.

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

¹²Noč mi izpreminjajo v dan, svetloba, pravijo, je blizu tam, kjer je tema.

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

¹³Ako čakam, da dobim v šeolu dom, ako sem si v temoti postlal ležišče,

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

¹⁴ako sem dejal grobu: Oče moj si! in črvadi: Mati si moja in sestra moja!

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

¹⁵kje je potem nada moja? da, nada moja, kdo jo bo gledal?Zaide doli do zapahov šeola, ko bomo vsi vkup počivali v prahu.

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

¹⁶Zaide doli do zapahov šeola, ko bomo vsi vkup počivali v prahu.