¹Spomeni se, Jahve, što nas je snašlo, pogledaj, vidi sramotu našu!

¹Remember, O Jehovah, what is come upon us; consider, and see our reproach.

²Baština naša pade u ruke strancima, domovi naši pripadoše tuđincima.

²Our inheritance is turned to strangers, our houses to aliens.

³Siročad smo: oca nemamo, majke su nam kao udovice.

³We are orphans and fatherless, our mothers are as widows.

⁴Vodu što pijemo plaćamo novcem, i za drvo valja nam platiti.

⁴Our water have we to drink for money, our wood cometh unto us for a price.

⁵Jaram nam je o vratu, gone nas, iscrpljeni smo, ne daju nam predahnuti.

⁵Our pursuers are on our necks: we are weary, we have no rest.

⁶Pružamo ruke k Egiptu i Asiriji da se kruha nasitimo.

⁶We have given the hand to Egypt, [and] to Asshur, to be satisfied with bread.

⁷Oci naši zgriješiše i više ih nema, a mi nosimo krivice njihove.

⁷Our fathers have sinned, [and] they are not; and we bear their iniquities.

⁸Robovi nama zapovijedaju, a nitko da nas izbavi iz ruku njihovih.

⁸Bondmen rule over us: there is no deliverer out of their hand.

⁹Kruh svoj donosimo izlažući život maču u pustinji.

⁹We have to get our bread at the risk of our lives, because of the sword of the wilderness.

¹⁰Koža nam gori kao peć užarena, ognjicom od plamena gladi.

¹⁰Our skin gloweth like an oven, because of the burning heat of the famine.

¹¹Oskvrnuli su žene na Sionu i djevice u gradovima judejskim.

¹¹They have ravished the women in Zion, the maids in the cities of Judah.

¹²Svojim su rukama vješali knezove, ni lica staračka nisu poštivali.

¹²Princes were hanged up by their hand; the faces of elders were not honoured.

¹³Mladići su nosili žrvnjeve, djeca padala pod bremenom drva.

¹³The young men have borne the mill, and the youths have stumbled under the wood.

¹⁴Starci su ostavili vrata, mladići više ne sviraju na lirama.

¹⁴The elders have ceased from the gate, the young men from their music.

¹⁵Radosti nesta iz naših srdaca, naš ples se pretvori u tugovanje.

¹⁵The joy of our heart hath ceased; our dance is turned into mourning.

¹⁶Pao je vijenac s naše glave, jao nama što zgriješismo!

¹⁶The crown is fallen from our head: woe unto us, for we have sinned!

¹⁷Evo zašto nam srce boluje, evo zašto nam oči se zastiru:

¹⁷For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes have grown dim,

¹⁸zato što Gora sionska opustje i po njoj se šuljaju šakali.

¹⁸Because of the mountain of Zion, which is desolate: foxes walk over it.

¹⁹Ali ti, Jahve, ostaješ zauvijek, tvoj je prijesto od koljena do koljena.

¹⁹Thou, Jehovah, dwellest for ever; thy throne is from generation to generation.

²⁰Zašto da nas zaboraviš zauvijek, da nas ostaviš za mnoge dane?

²⁰Wherefore dost thou forget us for ever, dost thou forsake us so long time?

²¹Vrati nas k sebi, Jahve, obratit ćemo se, obnovi dane naše kao što nekoć bijahu.

²¹Turn thou us unto thee, Jehovah, and we shall be turned; renew our days as of old.

²²Il' nas hoćeš sasvim zabaciti i na nas se beskrajno srditi?

²²Or is it that thou hast utterly rejected us? Wouldest thou be exceeding wroth against us?