1 M i aliento se agota, se acaban mis días, Y me está preparado el sepulcro.

My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.

2 N o hay conmigo sino escarnecedores, Y mis ojos pasan las noches en amarguras.

Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?

3 D ame fianza, oh Dios; sea mi protección cerca de ti, Ya que nadie quiere estrechar mi mano.

Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?

4 P orque a éstos les has escondido de su corazón la inteligencia; Por tanto, no prevalecerán.

For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.

5 E l que traiciona a sus amigos con lisonjas, Los ojos de sus hijos languidecerán.

He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.

6 É l me ha puesto como proverbio de las gentes, Y delante de ellos he sido como una escupidera.

He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.

7 M is ojos se oscurecieron por el dolor, Y mis miembros todos son como sombra.

Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.

8 L os rectos se maravillarán de esto, Y el inocente se indignará contra el impío.

Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.

9 N o obstante, el justo proseguirá su camino, Y el limpio de manos aumentará su fuerza.

The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.

10 P ero volved todos vosotros, y venid ahora, Y no hallaré entre vosotros ni un sabio.

But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.

11 P asaron mis días, fracasaron mis planes, Los designios de mi corazón.

My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

12 C ambian la noche en día, Y la luz se acerca delante de las tinieblas.

They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.

13 P ero ¿qué espero?, el Seol es mi casa; Haré mi cama en las tinieblas.

If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

14 A la podredumbre he dicho: Mi padre eres tú; A los gusanos: Mi madre y mi hermana.

I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.

15 ¿ Dónde, pues, estará ahora mi esperanza? Y mi esperanza, ¿quién la verá?

And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

16 A la profundidad del Seol descenderá conmigo, Y juntamente descansará en el polvo.

They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.