¹Palveteekonna laul. Palju on mind rõhutud mu noorpõlvest peale - nõnda ütelgu Iisrael -,

¹{A Song of degrees.} Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth -- oh let Israel say --

²palju on mind rõhutud mu noorpõlvest peale: ometi ei ole minust jagu saadud.

²Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth; yet they have not prevailed against me.

³Mu selja peal on kündjad kündnud, nad on ajanud pikki vagusid.

³The ploughers ploughed upon my back; they made long their furrows.

⁴Issand on õiglane, ta on õelate köied katki lõiganud.

⁴Jehovah is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

⁵Jäägu häbisse ja taganegu kõik, kes vihkavad Siionit!

⁵Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all that hate Zion;

⁶Nad olgu nagu rohi katustel, mis kuivab, enne kui see kitkutakse,

⁶Let them be as the grass upon the house-tops, which withereth before it is plucked up,

⁷millest lõikaja ei saa endale peotäit ega siduja sületäit

⁷Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom;

⁸ja möödaminejad ei ütle: 'Issanda õnnistus olgu teiega! Me õnnistame teid Issanda nimega!'

⁸Neither do the passers-by say, The blessing of Jehovah be upon you; we bless you in the name of Jehovah!