¹Človek, rojen iz žene, je kratkih dni in dosita ima nadlog,

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

²je kakor cvetka, ki se dvigne iz popka, pa uvene, in beži kakor senca in nima obstanka.

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

³In nad takim še odpiraš oko svoje, in mene vodiš v sodbo s seboj?

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

⁴O, da bi kdaj prišel čist iz nečistega! Niti eden!

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

⁵Ker so torej določeni njegovi dnevi in meseci po številu pri tebi, ker si mu napravil meje, ki jih ne sme prestopiti:

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

⁶ozri se stran od njega, da dobi pokoj, dokler ne dokonča kakor najemnik dneva svojega.

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

⁷Kajti za drevo je upanje: če ga posekajo, zopet požene odrastke, in njegovo mladje ne prestane.

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.

⁸Ko se v zemlji mu postara korenina in mu parobek umira v prahu,

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

⁹da le začuti duh vode, vnovič ozeleni in požene veje kakor mlada sajenica.

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

¹⁰Mož pa umre in leži strt, človek izpusti duha, in kje je?

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

¹¹Kakor se voda razteče iz jezera in reka usahne in se posuši,

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

¹²tako leže človek in ne vstane; dokler bodo nebesa, se ne prebude in nič jih ne vzdrami iz spanja.

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.

¹³O da bi me shranil v šeolu, da bi me skril, dokler ne mine jeza tvoja, mi določil rok, in potem se me spomnil!

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!

¹⁴(Ko človek umre, bo li spet živel?) Vse dni, dokler sem v vojni službi, bi hotel čakati, dokler mi ne pride prememba.

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

¹⁵Ti bi poklical, in jaz bi ti odgovoril; tožilo bi se ti po svojih rok stvari.

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

¹⁶Kajti sedaj šteješ korake moje; ne paziš li na greh moj?

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

¹⁷Zapečatena je v zvezku pregreha moja, in še pridevaš h krivici moji.

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

¹⁸Saj še gora se sesuje in razdrobi in skalovje preperi z mesta svojega,

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

¹⁹vode prevotlijo kamene, njih nalivi odplavijo zemeljski prah: enako uničuješ smrtniku upanje.

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

²⁰Ti ga ukrotiš za vselej, in odide; ko mu onespodobiš lice, ga pošlješ v grob.

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

²¹Ako so v časti otroci njegovi, on tega ne ve, in so li ponižani, tega ne zazna.Samo meso njegovo občuti ob njem bolečine in duša njegova žaluje v njem.

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

²²Samo meso njegovo občuti ob njem bolečine in duša njegova žaluje v njem.

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