¹Mu vaim on murtud, mu päevad on kustutatud, mind ootavad hauad.

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

²Tõesti, pilked on mu osa, ja nende tõrksusest on mu silm väsinud.

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

³Pane ometi minu heaks pant tallele enese juurde! Kes muidu mu kasuks kätt lööks?

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

⁴Et sa oled nende südamed arusaamisest võõrutanud, siis sa ei ülenda neid.

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

⁵Kes kutsub sõbrad jagamisele, selle lastel tuhmuvad silmad.

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

⁶Mind on antud inimestele sõnakõlksuks ja ma olen pealesülitamiseks nende ees.

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

⁷Mu silm on kurbusest tuhm ja kõik mu liikmed on otsekui varjud.

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

⁸Õiglased ehmuvad sellest ja süütu ärritub jumalavallatute pärast.

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

⁹Aga õige püsib oma teel, ja kellel on puhtad käed, kasvab tugevuses.

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

¹⁰Te kõik aga võite tulla taas, tarka ma teie hulgast ei leia.

¹⁰But as for you all, pray come on again; and I shall not find one wise man among you.

¹¹Mu päevad on möödunud, katki kistud on mu kavatsused, mu südame soovid.

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

¹²Need tegid öö päevaks: valgus oli lähemal kui pimedus.

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

¹³Kui ma veel võin loota, siis on surmavald mu koda, ma laotan oma aseme pimedusse.

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

¹⁴Ma hüüan hauale: 'Sa oled mu isa!' ja ussikestele: 'Mu ema ja õde!'

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

¹⁵Kus on siis mu lootus, ja kes saaks mu lootust näha?

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

¹⁶Minuga astud sa alla surmavalda, kui üheskoos põrmu vajume.'

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