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“But now they mock me, men younger than I am, whose fathers I would have refused to entrust with my sheep dogs.
MAS ahora los más mozos de días que yo, se ríen de mí; cuyos padres yo desdeñara ponerlos con los perros de mi ganado.
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.
“But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I considered unworthy to put with my sheep dogs.
What use to me was the strength of their hands, since their vigor had left them?
Porque ¿para qué yo habría menester la fuerza de sus manos, en los cuales había perecido con el tiempo?
Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?
Of what use is the strength of their hands to me, men in whom ripe age has perished?
Gaunt from poverty and hunger, they gnawed the dry land, and the desolate wasteland by night.
Por causa de la pobreza y del hambre andaban solos; huían á la soledad, á lugar tenebroso, asolado y desierto.
For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.
They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.
They plucked mallow among the shrubs, and the roots of the broom tree were their food.
Que cogían malvas entre los arbustos, y raíces de enebro para calentarse.
Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.
They pluck salt herbs by the bushes. The roots of the broom tree are their food.
They were banished from among men, shouted down like thieves,
Eran echados de entre las gentes, y todos les daban grita como al ladrón.
They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief;)
They are driven out from among men. They cry after them as after a thief,
so that they lived on the slopes of the wadis, among the rocks and in holes in the ground.
Habitaban en las barrancas de los arroyos, en las cavernas de la tierra, y en las rocas.
To dwell in the clifts of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.
so that they live in frightful valleys, and in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
They cried out among the shrubs and huddled beneath the nettles.
Bramaban entre las matas, y se reunían debajo de las espinas.
Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.
They bray among the bushes. They are gathered together under the nettles.
A senseless and nameless brood, they were driven off the land.
Hijos de viles, y hombres sin nombre, más bajos que la misma tierra.
They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.
They are children of fools, yes, children of wicked men. They were flogged out of the land.
And now they mock me in song; I have become a byword among them.
Y ahora yo soy su canción, y he sido hecho su refrán.
And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.
“Now I have become their song. Yes, I am a byword to them.
They abhor me and keep far from me; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.
Abomínanme, aléjanse de mí, y aun de mi rostro no detuvieron su saliva.
They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, and don’t hesitate to spit in my face.
Because God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
Porque Dios desató mi cuerda, y me afligió, por eso se desenfrenaron delante de mi rostro.
Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.
For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; and they have thrown off restraint before me.
The rabble arises at my right; they lay snares for my feet and build siege ramps against me.
A la mano derecha se levantaron los jóvenes; empujaron mis pies, y sentaron contra mí las vías de su ruina.
Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet. They cast their ways of destruction up against me.
They tear up my path; they profit from my destruction, with no one to restrain them.
Mi senda desbarataron, aprovecháronse de mi quebrantamiento, contra los cuales no hubo ayudador.
They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
They mar my path. They promote my destruction without anyone’s help.
They advance as through a wide breach; through the ruins they keep rolling in.
Vinieron como por portillo ancho, revolviéronse á mi calamidad.
They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
As through a wide breach they come. They roll themselves in amid the ruin.
Terrors are turned loose against me; they drive away my dignity as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
Hanse revuelto turbaciones sobre mí; combatieron como viento mi alma, y mi salud pasó como nube.
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
Terrors have turned on me. They chase my honor as the wind. My welfare has passed away as a cloud.
And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction grip me.
Y ahora mi alma está derramada en mí; días de aflicción me han aprehendido.
And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
“Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold of me.
Night pierces my bones, and my gnawing pains never rest.
De noche taladra sobre mí mis huesos, y mis pulsos no reposan.
My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
In the night season my bones are pierced in me, and the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
With great force He grasps my garment; He seizes me by the collar of my tunic.
Con la grande copia de materia mi vestidura está demudada; cíñeme como el cuello de mi túnica.
By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
My garment is disfigured by great force. It binds me about as the collar of my tunic.
He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.
Derribóme en el lodo, y soy semejante al polvo y á la ceniza.
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.
I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer; when I stand up, You merely look at me.
Clamo á ti, y no me oyes; preséntome, y no me atiendes.
I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.
I cry to you, and you do not answer me. I stand up, and you gaze at me.
You have ruthlessly turned on me; You oppose me with Your strong hand.
Haste tornado cruel para mí: con la fortaleza de tu mano me amenazas.
Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.
You have turned to be cruel to me. With the might of your hand you persecute me.
You snatch me up into the wind and drive me before it; You toss me about in the storm.
Levantásteme, é hicísteme cabalgar sobre el viento, y disolviste mi sustancia.
Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.
You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it. You dissolve me in the storm.
Yes, I know that You will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living.
Porque yo conozco que me reduces á la muerte; y á la casa determinada á todo viviente.
For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
For I know that you will bring me to death, to the house appointed for all living.
Yet no one stretches out his hand to a ruined man when he cries for help in his distress.
Mas él no extenderá la mano contra el sepulcro; ¿clamarán los sepultados cuando él los quebrantare?
Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.
“However doesn’t one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has my soul not grieved for the needy?
¿No lloré yo al afligido? Y mi alma ¿no se entristeció sobre el menesteroso?
Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?
Didn’t I weep for him who was in trouble? Wasn’t my soul grieved for the needy?
But when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, darkness fell.
Cuando esperaba yo el bien, entonces vino el mal; y cuando esperaba luz, la oscuridad vino.
When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
When I looked for good, then evil came. When I waited for light, darkness came.
I am churning within and cannot rest; days of affliction confront me.
Mis entrañas hierven, y no reposan; días de aflicción me han sobrecogido.
My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest. Days of affliction have come on me.
I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
Denegrido ando, y no por el sol: levantádome he en la congregación, y clamado.
I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of ostriches.
He venido á ser hermano de los dragones, y compañero de los buhos.
I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
I am a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.
My skin grows black and peels, and my bones burn with fever.
Mi piel está denegrida sobre mí, y mis huesos se secaron con ardentía.
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
My skin grows black and peels from me. My bones are burned with heat.
My harp is tuned to mourning and my flute to the sound of weeping.
Y hase tornado mi arpa en luto, y mi órgano en voz de lamentadores.
My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.
Therefore my harp has turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of those who weep.