¹Inimesel, naisest sündinul, on lühikesed elupäevad ja palju tüli.

¹“Man, who is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble.

²Ta tõuseb nagu lilleke ja ta lõigatakse ära, ta põgeneb nagu vari ega jää püsima.

²He comes forth like a flower, and is cut down. He also flees like a shadow, and doesn’t continue.

³Ometi pead sa seesugust silmas ja viid mind enesega kohtu ette.

³Do you open your eyes on such a one, and bring me into judgment with you?

⁴Kes võib roojasest teha puhta? Mitte keegi!

⁴Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? Not one.

⁵Kuna tema elupäevad on määratud ja tema kuude arv on sinu käes - sa oled pannud piiri, millest ta ei saa üle minna -,

⁵Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months is with you, and you have appointed his bounds that he can’t pass;

⁶siis pööra oma pilk tema pealt ära ja jäta ta rahule, seni kui ta päevilisena oma päevast rõõmu tunneb!

⁶Look away from him, that he may rest, until he shall accomplish, as a hireling, his day.

⁷Sest puulgi on lootus: kui ta maha raiutakse, siis ta võrsub taas ja tal pole võsudest puudu.

⁷“For there is hope for a tree, If it is cut down, that it will sprout again, that the tender branch of it will not cease.

⁸Kuigi ta juur maa sees kõduneb ja känd mullas sureb,

⁸Though its root grows old in the earth, and its stock dies in the ground,

⁹hakkab ta veehõngust haljendama ja võsusid ajama otsekui istik.

⁹yet through the scent of water it will bud, and put forth boughs like a plant.

¹⁰Aga kui mees sureb ja kaob, kui inimene hinge heidab - kus on ta siis?

¹⁰But man dies, and is laid low. Yes, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?

¹¹Vesi voolab järvest ja jõgi taheneb ning kuivab,

¹¹As the waters fail from the sea, and the river wastes and dries up,

¹²nõnda heidab inimene magama ega tõuse enam. Enne kui taevaid pole enam, nad ei ärka, neid ei äratata unest.

¹²so man lies down and doesn’t rise. Until the heavens are no more, they shall not awake, nor be roused out of their sleep.

¹³Oh, et sa varjaksid mind surmavallas, peidaksid, kuni su viha möödub; et sa määraksid mulle aja ja siis peaksid mind meeles.

¹³“Oh that you would hide me in Sheol Sheol is the place of the dead. , that you would keep me secret, until your wrath is past, that you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!

¹⁴Kui mees sureb, kas ta ärkab jälle ellu? Ma ootaksin kogu oma sundaja, kuni mu vabastus tuleb.

¹⁴If a man dies, shall he live again? All the days of my warfare would I wait, until my release should come.

¹⁵Sa hüüaksid ja ma vastaksin sulle, sa igatseksid oma kätetööd.

¹⁵You would call, and I would answer you. You would have a desire to the work of your hands.

¹⁶Nüüd loed sa aga mu samme, ei lähe mööda mu patust.

¹⁶But now you number my steps. Don’t you watch over my sin?

¹⁷Mu üleastumine on pitseriga suletud kukrusse ja sa katad kinni mu süü.

¹⁷My disobedience is sealed up in a bag. You fasten up my iniquity.

¹⁸Aga variseb ju ka mägi ja kalju nihkub paigast,

¹⁸“But the mountain falling comes to nothing. The rock is removed out of its place;

¹⁹vesi kulutab kive, vihmavaling uhub maamulla - nõnda hävitad sina inimese lootuse.

¹⁹The waters wear the stones. The torrents of it wash away the dust of the earth. So you destroy the hope of man.

²⁰Sina alistad tema igaveseks ja ta peab minema, muudad ta näo ja saadad ta ära.

²⁰You forever prevail against him, and he departs. You change his face, and send him away.

²¹Kas ta lapsi austatakse - tema ei saa seda teada, või kas neid põlatakse - tema seda ei märka.

²¹His sons come to honor, and he doesn’t know it. They are brought low, but he doesn’t perceive it of them.

²²Tema tunneb valu ainult omaenese ihus ja leina omaenese hinges.'

²²But his flesh on him has pain, and his soul within him mourns.”