¹But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.

¹Aga nüüd naeravad mind need, kes elupäevilt on minust nooremad, kelle isasid ma ei arvanud väärt panna oma karjakoerte sekka.

²Yea, whereto [should] the strength of their hands [profit] me, [men] in whom vigour hath perished?

²Mis kasu oleks mul isegi nende käte rammust, kui neil elujõudki on kadunud,

³Withered up through want and hunger, they flee into waste places long since desolate and desert:

³kui nad puudusest ja näljast kurnatuina närivad puhtaks isegi põuase maa, kus eile oli laastamine ja hävitus?

⁴They gather the salt-wort among the bushes, and the roots of the broom for their food.

⁴Nad nopivad põõsaste juurest soolaheina ja leetpõõsa juur on neile leivaks.

⁵They are driven forth from among [men] -- they cry after them as after a thief --

⁵Nad on teiste hulgast ära aetud, nende peale karjutakse nagu varga peale.

⁶To dwell in gloomy gorges, in caves of the earth and the rocks:

⁶Nad peavad elama orunõlvades, muld- ja kaljukoobastes.

⁷They bray among the bushes; under the brambles they are gathered together:

⁷Nad karjuvad põõsaste vahel, nad kogunevad kureherneste alla -

⁸Sons of fools, and sons of nameless sires, they are driven out of the land.

⁸jõledad inimesed, nimetu rahva lapsed, kes on maalt välja aetud.

⁹And now I am their song, yea, I am their byword.

⁹Ja nüüd olen mina saanud neile pilkelauluks, pean olema neile sõnakõlksuks.

¹⁰They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, yea, they spare not to spit in my face.

¹⁰Nad jälestavad mind, hoiduvad minust ega jäta mulle näkku sülitamata.

¹¹For he hath loosed my cord and afflicted me; so they cast off the bridle before me.

¹¹Sest Jumal vallandas mu ammunööri ja alandas mind, ja nemad heitsid ohjad mu ees ära.

¹²At [my] right hand rise the young brood; they push away my feet, and raise up against me their pernicious ways;

¹²Paremalt poolt tõuseb see rämps: nad löövad mul jalad alt ja valmistavad minu jaoks oma hukatusteid.

¹³They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, without any to help them;

¹³Nad rikuvad mu jalgraja, aitavad kaasa mu hukkumiseks, ükski ei hoia neid tagasi.

¹⁴They come in as through a wide breach: amid the confusion they roll themselves onward.

¹⁴Nad tulevad nagu läbi laia prao, veeretavad endid sisse tormi ajal.

¹⁵Terrors are turned against me; they pursue mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away like a cloud.

¹⁵Mu kallale on asunud suur hirm: mu väärikus on otsekui tuulest viidud ja mu õnn on nagu möödunud pilv.

¹⁶And now my soul is poured out in me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me.

¹⁶Ja nüüd on hing mu sees valatud tühjaks, viletsuspäevad on mind kätte saanud.

¹⁷The night pierceth through my bones [and detacheth them] from me, and my gnawing pains take no rest:

¹⁷Öösiti pistab mul kontides ja mu valud ei pea vahet.

¹⁸By their great force they have become my raiment; they bind me about as the collar of my coat.

¹⁸Suure jõuga haarab ta mind rõivaist; see pigistab mind otsekui kuuekaelus.

¹⁹He hath cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.

¹⁹Jumal on heitnud mind savi sisse, ma olen saanud põrmu ja tuha sarnaseks.

²⁰I cry unto thee, and thou answerest me not; I stand up, and thou lookest at me.

²⁰Ma kisendan su poole, aga sa ei vasta mulle, ma seisan siin, aga sa ainult silmitsed mind.

²¹Thou art changed to a cruel one to me; with the strength of thy hand thou pursuest me.

²¹Sa oled muutunud julmaks mu vastu, sa kiusad mind oma vägeva käega.

²²Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to be borne away, and dissolvest my substance.

²²Sa tõstad mind tuule kätte, lased mind ajada, tormihood lohistavad mind.

²³For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and into the house of assemblage for all living.

²³Tõesti, ma tean, et sa saadad mind surma - kõigi elavate kogunemiskotta.

²⁴Indeed, no prayer [availeth] when he stretcheth out [his] hand: though they cry when he destroyeth.

²⁴Eks rusu all olija siruta käed, eks hukkuja karju appi?

²⁵Did not I weep for him whose days were hard? was not my soul grieved for the needy?

²⁵Kas mina ei nutnud selle pärast, kellel oli raske aeg? Kas mul ei olnud kaastunnet vaesele?

²⁶For I expected good, and there came evil; and I waited for light, but there came darkness.

²⁶Aga kui ma ootasin head, tuli õnnetus, ja kui ma igatsesin valgust, tuli pimedus.

²⁷My bowels well up, and rest not; days of affliction have confronted me.

²⁷Mu sisemus keeb ega rahune, mind on tabanud viletsuspäevad.

²⁸I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up, I cry in the congregation.

²⁸Ma käin mustana, aga mitte päikesest, tõusen koguduses üles ja karjun appi.

²⁹I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion of ostriches.

²⁹Ma olen ðaakalitele vennaks ja jaanalindudele seltsiliseks.

³⁰My skin is become black [and falleth] off me, and my bones are parched with heat.

³⁰Mu ihunahk on muutunud mustaks ja mu kondid hõõguvad kuumusest.

³¹My harp also is [turned] to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of weepers.

³¹Mu kandlemängust kujunes lein ja mu vilepilliloost nutjate hääl.