¹1{Načelniku godbe, Jedutunu. Psalm Davidov.} Rekel sem: Pazil bom na pota svoja, da ne grešim z jezikom svojim; z uzdo bom čuval usta svoja, dokler bo brezbožnik pred menoj.

¹I said, “I will watch my ways, so that I don’t sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked is before me.”

²Onemel sem in se vdal tihoti, tih sem bil, ne meneč se niti za dobro; ali hujšala se je bolečina moja.

²I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.

³Srce moje se je vnemalo v meni, v premišljevanju mojem se je vžgal ogenj; govoril sem z jezikom svojim:

³My heart was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned: I spoke with my tongue:

⁴Daj, da zvem, o GOSPOD, konec svoj in kolika je mera mojih dni, da vem, kako sem minljiv.

⁴“Yahweh, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me know how frail I am.

⁵Glej, le po dlan dolge si naredil dni moje, in vek moj je kakor nič pred teboj; zares, zgolj ničevost je vsak človek, čeprav stoji trdno. (Sela.)

⁵Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.” Selah.

⁶Zares, kakor senčna podoba hodi človek, res, za nič se toliko vznemirja: kopiči imetje, a ne ve, kdo to pograbi.

⁶“Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn’t know who shall gather.

⁷In sedaj, česa naj pričakujem, o Gospod? Nada moja se ozira v te.

⁷Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.

⁸Vseh prestopkov mojih me reši, nespametnežem v zasmeh me ne izpostavi.

⁸Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish.

⁹Molčim, ne odprem ust svojih, ker ti si vse prav storil.

⁹I was mute. I didn’t open my mouth, because you did it.

¹⁰Obrni od mene bič svoj, od udarca roke tvoje omahujem.

¹⁰Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.

¹¹Ko s kaznimi za krivde pokoriš človeka, uničuješ kakor molj sukno lepoto njegovo –zares, zgolj ničevost je sleherni človek. (Sela.)

¹¹When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, You consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath.” Selah.

¹²Čuj molitev mojo, o GOSPOD, in uho nagni k vpitju mojemu; nikar ne molči solzam mojim, kajti tujec sem pri tebi in naselnik kakor vsi očetje moji.Prizanesi mi, da se okrepčam, preden odidem in me več ne bo.

¹²“Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.

¹³Prizanesi mi, da se okrepčam, preden odidem in me več ne bo.

¹³Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away, and exist no more.”