1 Το πνευμα μου φθειρεται, αι ημεραι μου σβυνονται, οι ταφοι ειναι ετοιμοι δι' εμε. | 1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me. |
2 Δεν ειναι χλευασται πλησιον μου; και δεν διανυκτερευει ο οφθαλμος μου εν ταις πικριαις αυτων; | 2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation? |
3 Ασφαλισον με, δεομαι? γενου εις εμε εγγυητης πλησιον σου? τις ηθελεν εγγυηθη εις εμε; | 3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me? |
4 Διοτι συ εκρυψας την καρδιαν αυτων απο συνεσεως? δια τουτο δεν θελεις υψωσει αυτους. | 4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them. |
5 Του λαλουντος με απατην προς τους φιλους, και οι οφθαλμοι των τεκνων αυτου θελουσι τηκεσθαι. | 5 He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail. |
6 Και με κατεστησε παροιμιαν των λαων? και ενωπιον αυτων κατεσταθην ονειδος. | 6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret. |
7 Και ο οφθαλμος μου εμαρανθη υπο της θλιψεως, και παντα τα μελη μου εγειναν ως σκια. | 7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow. |
8 Οι ευθεις θελουσι θαυμασει εις τουτο, και ο αθωος θελει διεγερθη κατα του υποκριτου. | 8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite. |
9 Ο δε δικαιος θελει κρατει την οδον αυτου, και ο καθαρος τας χειρας θελει επαυξησει την δυναμιν αυτου. | 9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger. |
10 σεις δε παντες επιστραφητε, και ελθετε τωρα? διοτι ουδενα συνετον θελω ευρει μεταξυ σας. | 10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you. |
11 Αι ημεραι μου παρηλθον, εκοπησαν οι σκοποι μου, αι επιθυμιαι της καρδιας μου. | 11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. |
12 Την νυκτα μετεβαλον εις ημεραν? το φως ειναι πλησιον του σκοτους. | 12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness. |
13 Εαν προσμενω, ο ταφος ειναι η κατοικια μου? εστρωσα την κλινην μου εν τω σκοτει. | 13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness. |
14 Εβοησα προς την φθοραν, Εισαι, πατηρ μου? προς τον σκωληκα, Μητηρ μου και αδελφη μου εισαι. | 14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou are my mother, and my sister. |
15 Και που τωρα η ελπις μου; και την ελπιδα μου τις θελει ιδει; | 15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it? |
16 εις το βαθος του αδου θελει καταβη? βεβαιως θελει αναπαυθη μετ' εμου εν τω χωματι. | 16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust. |