17:1 Spiritus meus attenuabitur ; dies mei breviabuntur : et solum mihi superest sepulchrum.
17:1 My spirit shall be wasted, my days shall be shortened and only the grave remaineth for me.
17:2 Non peccavi, et in amaritudinibus moratur oculus meus.
17:2 I have not sinned, and my eye abideth in bitterness.
17:3 Libera me, Domine, et pone me juxta te, et cujusvis manus pugnet contra me.
17:3 Deliver me, O Lord, and set me beside thee, and let any man's hand fight against me.
17:4 Cor eorum longe fecisti a disciplina : propterea non exaltabuntur.
17:4 Thou hast set their heart far from understanding, therefore they shall not be exalted.
17:5 Prædam pollicetur sociis, et oculi filiorum ejus deficient.
17:5 He promiseth a prey to his companions, and the eyes of his children shall fail.
17:6 Posuit me quasi in proverbium vulgi, et exemplum sum coram eis.
17:6 He hath made me as it were a byword of the people, and I am an example before them.
17:7 Caligavit ab indignatione oculus meus, et membra mea quasi in nihilum redacta sunt.
17:7 My eye is dim through indignation, and my limbs are brought as it were to nothing.
17:8 Stupebunt justi super hoc, et innocens contra hypocritam suscitabitur.
17:8 The just shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall be raised up against the hypocrite.
17:9 Et tenebit justus viam suam, et mundis manibus addet fortitudinem.
17:9 And the just man shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
17:10 Igitur omnes vos convertimini, et venite, et non inveniam in vobis ullum sapientem.
17:10 Wherefore be you all converted, and come, and I shall not find among you any wise man.
17:11 Dies mei transierunt ; cogitationes meæ dissipatæ sunt, torquentes cor meum.
17:11 My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.
17:12 Noctem verterunt in diem, et rursum post tenebras spero lucem.
17:12 They have turned night into day, and after darkness I hope for light again.
17:13 Si sustinuero, infernus domus mea est, et in tenebris stravi lectulum meum.
17:13 If I wait hell is my house, and I have made my bed in darkness.
17:14 Putredini dixi : Pater meus es ; Mater mea, et soror mea, vermibus.
17:14 I have said to rottenness: Thou art my father; to worms, my mother and my sister.
17:15 Ubi est ergo nunc præstolatio mea ? et patientiam meam quis considerat ?
17:15 Where is now then my expectation, and who considereth my patience?
17:16 In profundissimum infernum descendent omnia mea : putasne saltem ibi erit requies mihi ?
17:16 All that I have shall go down into the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there at least I shall have rest?