¹{Pesem stopinj.} Mnogo so me stiskali od mladosti moje, govori naj sedaj Izrael,

¹Many times they have afflicted me from my youth up. Let Israel now say,

²mnogo so me stiskali od mladosti moje, vendar me niso zmogli.

²many times they have afflicted me from my youth up, yet they have not prevailed against me.

³Po hrbtu so mi orali orači, dolge so rezali brazde svoje.

³The plowers plowed on my back. They made their furrows long.

⁴GOSPOD je pravičen: presekal je debele vrvi brezbožnikov.

⁴Yahweh is righteous. He has cut apart the cords of the wicked.

⁵Osramočeni naj bodo in nazaj pognani vsi sovražilci Siona.

⁵Let them be disappointed and turned backward, all those who hate Zion.

⁶Bodo naj kakor trava na strehah, ki usahne, preden vzraste,

⁶Let them be as the grass on the housetops, which withers before it grows up;

⁷s katero ne napolni roke svoje ženjec, ne naročja svojega, kdor veže snopke,in mimogredoči ne poreko: Blagoslov GOSPODOV bodi z vami! Blagoslavljamo vas v imenu GOSPODOVEM!

⁷with which the reaper doesn’t fill his hand, nor he who binds sheaves, his bosom.

⁸in mimogredoči ne poreko: Blagoslov GOSPODOV bodi z vami! Blagoslavljamo vas v imenu GOSPODOVEM!

⁸Neither do those who go by say, “The blessing of Yahweh be on you. We bless you in the name of Yahweh.”