Salmos 95

Lo spazio di quarant'anni quella generazione mi fu di noia; Onde io dissi: Costoro sono un popolo sviato di cuore, E non conoscono le mie vie.

Cuarenta años estuve disgustado con la nación, y dije: Pueblo es que divaga de corazón, y no han conocido mis caminos.

Forty years long was I grieved with this generation, and said, It is a people that do err in their heart, and they have not known my ways:

Forty long years I was grieved with that generation, and said, “They are a people who err in their heart. They have not known my ways.”