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

¹{Pesem in psalm sinov Korahovih. Načelniku godbe; na mahalat leanot. Pouk Hemana Ezrahovca.} O GOSPOD, Bog zveličanja mojega, po dnevi kličem in po noči pred teboj.

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

²Pred obličje tvoje pridi molitev moja, nagni uho svoje k mojemu vpitju.

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

³Kajti nasičena je z nadlogami duša moja in življenje moje je dospelo do kraja mrtvih.

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

⁴Štejejo me med tiste, ki se pogrezajo v jamo; podoben sem možu, ki mu je minila življenja moč.

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.

⁵Med mrtvimi sem zapuščen kakor pobiti, ležeči v grobu, ki se jih ne spominjaš več, ker so ločeni od tvoje roke.

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

⁶Položil si me v jamo najglobočjo, v kraje temne, v globočine.

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

⁷Trdo me tlači jeza tvoja in vse valove svoje zaganjaš v me. (Sela.)

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.

⁸Oddalil si od mene znance moje, storil si me njim v najhujšo gnusobo; zajet sem, in pobegniti ne morem.

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

⁹Oko moje mrli od bede; kličem te, GOSPOD, vsak dan, k tebi razpenjam roke svoje.

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

¹⁰Boš li na mrtvih delal čudeže? Ali mrtvi vstajajo, da bi te slavili? (Sela.)

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

¹¹Ali naj bi se v grobu oznanjala milost tvoja, zvestoba tvoja v kraju pogube?

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

¹²Ali se mar v temini spoznajo čuda tvoja in pravičnost tvoja v pozabljenja deželi?

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

¹³Jaz pa vpijem, GOSPOD, k tebi, že zjutraj ti hiti naproti molitev moja.

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

¹⁴Zakaj zametaš dušo mojo, o GOSPOD, skrivaš mi obličje svoje?

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

¹⁵Siromak sem in blizu smrti od mladosti svoje, strahove tvoje prenašam in sem izbegan.

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

¹⁶Jeze tvoje žar gre čezme, strahote tvoje me uničujejo;

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

¹⁷obdajajo me kakor vode ves dan, obstopajo me vse skupaj.Oddalil si od mene prijatelja in tovariša, temine so mi znanci edini.

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

¹⁸Oddalil si od mene prijatelja in tovariša, temine so mi znanci edini.