| 1 But now, those younger in years scorn me, whose fathers I would not have seen fit to place with the dogs of my flock, | 1 But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock. |
| 2 the strength of whose hands was nothing to me, and they were considered unworthy of life itself. | 2 Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished? |
| 3 They were barren from poverty and hunger; they gnawed in solitude, layered with misfortune and misery. | 3 For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste. |
| 4 And they chewed grass and the bark from trees, and the root of junipers was their food. | 4 Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat. |
| 5 They took these things from the steep valleys, and when they discovered one of these things, they rushed to the others with a cry. | 5 They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;) |
| 6 They lived in the parched desert and in caves underground or above the rocks. | 6 To dwell in the clifts of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks. |
| 7 They rejoiced among these kinds of things, and they considered it delightful to be under thorns. | 7 Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together. |
| 8 These are the sons of foolish and base men, not even paying any attention to the land. | 8 They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth. |
| 9 Now I become their song, and I have been made into their proverb. | 9 And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword. |
| 10 They loathe me, and so they flee far from me, and they are not reluctant to spit in my face. | 10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face. |
| 11 For he has opened his quiver and has afflicted me, and he has placed a bridle in my mouth. | 11 Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me. |
| 12 Immediately, upon rising, my calamities rise up to the right. They have overturned my feet and have pressed me down along their way like waves. | 12 Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction. |
| 13 They have diverted my journeys; they have waited to ambush me, and they have prevailed, and there was no one who might bring help. | 13 They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper. |
| 14 They have rushed upon me, as when a wall is broken or a gate opened, and they have been pulled down into my miseries. | 14 They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me. |
| 15 I have been reduced to nothing. You have taken away my desire like a wind, and my health has passed by like a cloud. | 15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. |
| 16 But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me. | 16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me. |
| 17 At night, my bone is pierced with sorrows, and those who feed on me, do not sleep. | 17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest. |
| 18 By the sheer number of them my clothing is worn away, and they have closed in on me like the collar of my coat. | 18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat. |
| 19 I have been treated like dirt, and I have been turned into embers and ashes. | 19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes. |
| 20 I cry to you, and you do not heed me. I stand up, and you do not look back at me. | 20 I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not. |
| 21 You have changed me into hardness, and, with the hardness of your hand, you oppose me. | 21 Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me. |
| 22 You have lifted me up, and, placing me as if on the wind, you have thrown me down powerfully. | 22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance. |
| 23 I know that you will hand me over to death, where a home has been established for all the living. | 23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living. |
| 24 Truly, then, you do not extend your hand in order to consume them, and if they fall down, you will save them. | 24 Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction. |
| 25 Once, I wept over him who was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor. | 25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor? |
| 26 I expected good things, but evil things have come to me. I stood ready for light, yet darkness burst forth. | 26 When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness. |
| 27 My insides have seethed, without any rest, for the days of affliction have prevented it. | 27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me. |
| 28 I went forth mourning, without anger, and rising up, I cried out in confusion. | 28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation. |
| 29 I was the brother of snakes, and the companion of ostriches. | 29 I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls. |
| 30 My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat. | 30 My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat. |
| 31 My harp has been turned into mourning, and my pipes have been turned into a voice of weeping. | 31 My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep. |