¹Zakaj ni vnaprej določil Vsemogočni sodnih rokov? in zakaj ne vidijo, kateri ga poznajo, njegovih sodnih dni?

¹“Why aren’t times laid up by the Almighty? Why don’t those who know him see his days?

²Krivičniki prestavljajo mejnike, plenijo črede in jih sebi pasejo.

²There are people who remove the landmarks. They violently take away flocks, and feed them.

³Osle sirotam odganjajo in vdovam jemljejo v zastavo vole.

³They drive away the donkey of the fatherless, and they take the widow’s ox for a pledge.

⁴Ubožce pehajo s cest, krotki, kar jih je v deželi, se morajo skrivati vsi.

⁴They turn the needy out of the way. The poor of the earth all hide themselves.

⁵Glej, kakor divji osli v pustinji hodijo ubožci na delo svoje, marljivo iščoč plena: puščava jim daje hrane za njih otroke.

⁵Behold, as wild donkeys in the desert, they go forth to their work, seeking diligently for food. The wilderness yields them bread for their children.

⁶Na polju žanjejo žito krivičnikovo in paberkujejo v njegovem vinogradu.

⁶They cut their provender in the field. They glean the vineyard of the wicked.

⁷Nagi leže vso noč, ker nimajo obleke, in nimajo odeje v mrazu.

⁷They lie all night naked without clothing, and have no covering in the cold.

⁸Lijak z gora jih premoči, in ker nimajo strehe, se oklepajo skalovja. –

⁸They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for lack of a shelter.

⁹Siroto od prsi trgajo krivičniki, in kar ima na sebi ubožec, jemljejo v zastavo. –

⁹There are those who pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor,

¹⁰Goli hodijo, brez oblačila, in lačni nosijo bogatinom snope;

¹⁰So that they go around naked without clothing. Being hungry, they carry the sheaves.

¹¹v njih hramih jim morajo delati olje, tlačijo v tlačilnici in žeje se suše.

¹¹They make oil within the walls of these men. They tread wine presses, and suffer thirst.

¹²Iz mesta se sliši ječanje umirajočih, in duša ranjencev vpije. A Bog tega ne šteje za nepristojnost!

¹²From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.

¹³Drugi pa so sovražniki svetlobe: njenih potov ne poznajo, na njenih stezah ne ostajajo.

¹³“These are of those who rebel against the light. They don’t know its ways, nor stay in its paths.

¹⁴Ob jutranjem svitu vstaja razbojnik, mori ubožca in potrebnega, in po noči je kakor tat.

¹⁴The murderer rises with the light. He kills the poor and needy. In the night he is like a thief.

¹⁵In oko prešeštnikovo čaka, da nastane mrak, češ: Nobeno oko me ne zagleda, in krinko si dene na obraz.

¹⁵The eye also of the adulterer waits for the twilight, saying, ‘No eye shall see me.’ He disguises his face.

¹⁶V temi vdirajo v hiše; po dnevi se zapirajo, svetlobe ne poznajo.

¹⁶In the dark they dig through houses. They shut themselves up in the daytime. They don’t know the light.

¹⁷Kajti najbolj črna tema jim je vsem jutro, ker vsak izmed njih je vešč grozotam črne teme.

¹⁷For the morning is to all of them like thick darkness, for they know the terrors of the thick darkness.

¹⁸Hiter je v teku svojem po površju vodá; njih delež je proklet na zemlji; ne hodi več po poti proti vinogradom.

¹⁸“They are foam on the surface of the waters. Their portion is cursed in the earth. They don’t turn into the way of the vineyards.

¹⁹Suša in vročina odpravita snežnico: enako šeol tiste, ki so grešili.

¹⁹Drought and heat consume the snow waters, so does Sheol Sheol is the place of the dead. those who have sinned.

²⁰Mati pozabi takega, črvadi bo dobro teknil, ne bodo se ga več spominjali; tako bo strta kakor drevo nepravičnost

²⁰The womb shall forget him. The worm shall feed sweetly on him. He shall be no more remembered. Unrighteousness shall be broken as a tree.

²¹tistega, ki je plenil nerodovitno, ki ni rodila, in vdovi ničesar ni storil dobrega.

²¹He devours the barren who don’t bear. He shows no kindness to the widow.

²²Bog pa z močjo svojo dolgo vzdržuje mogočneže; marsikateri še vstane, ko je že obupal nad življenjem.

²²Yet God preserves the mighty by his power. He rises up who has no assurance of life.

²³Bog mu daje varnosti, in on se naslanja nanjo; toda oči Njegove so nad njih poti.

²³God gives them security, and they rest in it. His eyes are on their ways.

²⁴Stopijo visoko, a malo le, pa jih ni več; zvrnejo se, smrt jih pograbi kakor vse druge, posečeni bodo kakor dozoreli klasovi.Ni li tako? Kdo dokaže, da lažem, in dene v nič govor moj?

²⁴They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.

²⁵Ni li tako? Kdo dokaže, da lažem, in dene v nič govor moj?

²⁵If it isn’t so now, who will prove me a liar, and make my speech worth nothing?”