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

¹“My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.

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

²Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.

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

³“Now give a pledge, be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?

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

⁴For you have hidden their heart from understanding, Therefore you shall not exalt them.

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

⁵He who denounces his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.

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

⁶“But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.

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

⁷My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.

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

⁸Upright men shall be astonished at this. The innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.

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

⁹Yet shall the righteous hold on his way. He who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger.

¹⁰Ale i vy všetci sa vráťte a nože poďte! Lež nenajdem medzi vami múdreho.

¹⁰But as for you all, come on now again; I shall not find a wise man among you.

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

¹¹My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.

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

¹²They change the night into day, saying ‘The light is near’ in the presence of darkness.

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

¹³If I look for Sheol Sheol is the place of the dead. as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness,

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

¹⁴If I have said to corruption, ‘You are my father;’ to the worm, ‘My mother,’ and ‘my sister;’

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

¹⁵where then is my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

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

¹⁶Shall it go down with me to the gates of Sheol Sheol is the place of the dead. , or descend together into the dust?”