¹My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are mine.

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

²Are there not mockers around me? and doth [not] mine eye abide in their provocation?

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

³Lay down now [a pledge], be thou surety for me with thyself: who is he that striketh hands with me?

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

⁴For thou hast hidden their heart from understanding; therefore thou wilt not exalt [them].

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

⁵He that betrayeth friends for a prey -- even the eyes of his children shall fail.

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

⁶And he hath made me a proverb of the peoples; and I am become one to be spit on in the face.

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

⁷And mine eye is dim by reason of grief, and all my members are as a shadow.

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

⁸Upright men [shall be] astonished at this, and the innocent shall be stirred up against the ungodly;

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

⁹But the righteous shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall increase in strength.

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

¹⁰But as for you all, pray come on again; and I shall not 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, the cherished thoughts of my heart.

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

¹²They change the night into day; the light [they imagine] near in presence of the darkness.

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

¹³If I wait, Sheol is my house; I spread my bed in the darkness:

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

¹⁴I cry to the grave, Thou art my father! to the worm, My mother, and my sister!

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

¹⁵And where is then my hope? yea, my hope, who shall see it?

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

¹⁶It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, when [our] rest shall be together in the dust.

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