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The life of man upon earth is a warfare, and his days are like the days of a hireling.
CIERTAMENTE tiempo limitado tiene el hombre sobre la tierra, y sus días son como los días del jornalero.
Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
“Isn’t a man forced to labor on earth? Aren’t his days like the days of a hired hand?
As a servant longeth for the shade, as the hireling looketh for the end of his work;
Como el siervo anhela la sombra, y como el jornalero espera el reposo de su trabajo:
As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:
As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow, as a hireling who looks for his wages,
So I also have had empty months, and have numbered to myself wearisome nights.
Así poseo yo meses de vanidad, y noches de trabajo me dieron por cuenta.
So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
so I am made to possess months of misery, wearisome nights are appointed to me.
If I lie down to sleep, I shall say: When shall arise? and again I shall look for the evening, and shall be filled with sorrows even till darkness.
Cuando estoy acostado, digo: ¿Cuándo me levantaré? Y mide mi corazón la noche, y estoy harto de devaneos hasta el alba.
When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
When I lie down, I say, ‘When will I arise, and the night be gone?’ I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.
My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust, my skin is withered and drawn together.
Mi carne está vestida de gusanos, y de costras de polvo; mi piel hendida y abominable.
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope.
Y mis días fueron más ligeros que la lanzadera del tejedor, y fenecieron sin esperanza.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
Remember that my life is but wind, and my eyes shall not return to see good things.
Acuérdate que mi vida es viento, y que mis ojos no volverán á ver el bien.
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye will no more see good.
Nor shall the sight of man behold me: thy eyes are upon me, and I shall be no more.
Los ojos de los que me ven, no me verán más: tus ojos sobre mí, y dejaré de ser.
The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.
The eye of him who sees me will see me no more. Your eyes will be on me, but I will not be.
As a cloud is consumed, and passeth away: so he that shall go down to hell shall not come up.
La nube se consume, y se va: así el que desciende al sepulcro no subirá;
As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, so he who goes down to Sheol will come up no more.
Nor shall he return my more into his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
No tornará más á su casa, ni su lugar le conocerá más.
He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
He will return no more to his house, neither will his place know him any more.
Wherefore I will not spare my month, I will speak in the affliction of my spirit: I will talk with the bitterness of my soul.
Por tanto yo no reprimiré mi boca; hablaré en la angustia de mi espíritu, y quejaréme con la amargura de mi alma.
Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
“Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou hast enclosed me in a prison?
¿Soy yo la mar, ó ballena, que me pongas guarda?
Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you put a guard over me?
If I say: My bed shall comfort me, and I shall be relieved speaking with myself on my couch:
Cuando digo: Mi cama me consolará, mi cama atenuará mis quejas;
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me. My couch will ease my complaint,’
Thou wilt frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions.
Entonces me quebrantarás con sueños, y me turbarás con visiones.
Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:
then you scare me with dreams and terrify me through visions,
So that my soul rather chooseth hanging, and my bones death.
Y así mi alma tuvo por mejor el ahogamiento, y quiso la muerte más que mis huesos.
So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.
so that my soul chooses strangling, death rather than my bones.
I have done with hope, I shall now live no longer: spare me, for my days are nothing.
Aburríme: no he de vivir yo para siempre; déjame, pues que mis días son vanidad.
I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
I loathe my life. I don’t want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
What is a man that thou shouldst magnify him? or why dost thou set thy heart upon him?
¿Qué es el hombre, para que lo engrandezcas, y que pongas sobre él tu corazón,
What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
What is man, that you should magnify him, that you should set your mind on him,
Thou visitest him early in the morning, and thou provest him suddenly.
Y lo visites todas las mañanas, y todos los momentos lo pruebes?
And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?
that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?
How long wilt thou not spare me, nor suffer me to swallow down my spittle?
¿Hasta cuándo no me dejarás, ni me soltarás hasta que trague mi saliva?
How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
I have sinned: what shall I do to thee, O keeper of men? why hast thou set me opposite to thee, and I am become burdensome to myself?
Pequé, ¿qué te haré, oh Guarda de los hombres? ¿por qué me has puesto contrario á ti, y que á mí mismo sea pesado?
I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, so that I am a burden to myself?
Why dost thou not remove my sin, and why dost thou not take away my iniquity? Behold now I shall sleep in the dust: and if thou seek me in the morning, I shall not be.
¿Y por qué no quitas mi rebelión, y perdonas mi iniquidad? porque ahora dormiré en el polvo, y si me buscares de mañana, ya no seré.
And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.
Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now will I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I will not be.”