1 "妇人所生的日子短少， 满有搅扰；
2 他生长如花， 又遭割下； 他飞去如影， 并不停留。
3 这样的人你还睁眼看他， 又把他带到你跟前受审吗？
4 谁能使洁净出于污秽呢？无人有此本事。
5 人的日子既然被限定， 他的月数亦在乎你， 你也定下他的界限， 使他不能越过。
6 就求你转眼不看他， 使他得歇息， 直等到他像雇工一样享受他的日子。
7 树木常有希望， 树木若被砍下， 也会再发芽， 嫩枝仍生长不息。
8 虽然树根衰老在地里， 树干也枯死在土中，
9 一有水气， 就会萌芽， 又生长枝条如新栽的树一样。
10 人死了， 就化为乌有； 人一气绝就不在了。
11 海洋中的水消失， 江河枯竭干涸，
12 人也是这样一躺下去， 就不再起来， 直到天都没有了还不醒过来， 也不能从睡眠中被唤醒。
13 但愿你把我藏在阴间， 把我隐藏， 直到你的怒气过去； 愿你为我定一个期限， 好记念我。
14 人若死了， 怎能再活呢？我要在我一切劳苦的日子等待， 等到我得释放的时候来到。
15 你一呼叫， 我就回答你， 你必渴慕你手所作的。
16 但现在你数点我的脚步， 必不再鉴察我的罪过，
17 我的过犯被你封在囊中， 我的罪孽你以灰泥遮盖了。
18 山崩下坠， 岩石挪开原处；
19 流水磨蚀石头， 水的泛溢冲去地上的尘土， 你也这样灭绝人的指望。
20 你永远胜过人， 人就去世， 你改变他的容貌， 把他遣走。
21 他的儿女得尊荣， 他并不晓得， 他们降为卑， 他也不觉得，
22 只觉自己身上的痛苦， 为自己悲哀。"
1 Man, that is born of a woman,
Is of few days, and full of trouble.
2 He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down:
He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
3 And dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one,
And bringest me into judgment with thee?
4 Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? not one.
5 Seeing his days are determined,
The number of his months is with thee,
And thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;
6 Look away from him, that he may rest,
Till he shall accomplish, as a hireling, his day.
7 For there is hope of a tree,
If it be cut down, that it will sprout again,
And that the tender branch thereof will not cease.
8 Though the root thereof wax old in the earth,
And the stock thereof die in the ground;
9 Yet through the scent of water it will bud,
And put forth boughs like a plant.
10 But man dieth, and is laid low:
Yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?
11 As the waters fail from the sea,
And the river wasteth and drieth up;
12 So man lieth down and riseth not:
Till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake,
Nor be roused out of their sleep.
13 Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol,
That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past,
That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me!
14 If a man die, shall he live again?
All the days of my warfare would I wait,
Till my release should come.
15 Thou wouldest call, and I would answer thee:
Thou wouldest have a desire to the work of thy hands.
16 But now thou numberest my steps:
Dost thou not watch over my sin?
17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag,
And thou fastenest up mine iniquity.
18 But the mountain falling cometh to nought;
And the rock is removed out of its place;
19 The waters wear the stones;
The overflowings thereof wash away the dust of the earth:
So thou destroyest the hope of man.
20 Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth;
Thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away.
21 His sons come to honor, and he knoweth it not;
And they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not of them.
22 But his flesh upon him hath pain,
And his soul within him mourneth.