LSV Literal Standard Version WEB World English Bible (Classic, with Deuterocanon) 1 “Is there not warfare to man on earth? And his days as the days of a hired worker? 1 CIERTAMENTE tiempo [limitado] tiene el hombre sobre la tierra, y sus días son como los días del jornalero.
1 “Isn’t a man forced to labor on earth? Aren’t his days like the days of a hired hand?
2 As a servant desires the shadow, || And as a hired worker expects his wage, 2 Como el siervo anhela la sombra, y como el jornalero espera [el reposo] de su trabajo:
2 As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow, as a hireling who looks for his wages,
3 So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, || And they numbered nights of misery to me. 3 Así poseo yo meses de vanidad, y noches de trabajo me dieron por cuenta.
3 so I am made to possess months of misery, wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4 If I lay down, then I have said, When do I rise, || And evening has been measured? And I have been full of tossings until dawn. 4 Cuando estoy acostado, digo: ¿Cuándo me levantaré? Y mide [mi corazón] la noche, y estoy harto de devaneos hasta el alba.
4 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.
5 My flesh has been clothed [with] worms, || And a clod of dust, || My skin has been shriveled and is loathsome, 5 Mi carne está vestida de gusanos, y de costras de polvo; mi piel hendida y abominable.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
6 My days swifter than a loom, || And they are consumed without hope. 6 Y mis días fueron más ligeros que la lanzadera del tejedor, y fenecieron sin esperanza.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7 Remember that my life [is] a breath, || My eye does not turn back to see good. 7 Acuérdate que mi vida es viento, y que mis ojos no volverán á ver el bien.
7 Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye will no more see good.
8 The eye of my beholder does not behold me. Your eyes [are] on me—and I am not. 8 Los ojos de los que me ven, no me verán más: tus ojos sobre mí, y dejaré de ser.
8 The eye of him who sees me will see me no more. Your eyes will be on me, but I will not be.
9 A cloud has been consumed, and it goes, || So he who is going down to Sheol does not come up. 9 La nube se consume, y se va: así el que desciende al sepulcro no subirá;
9 As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, so he who goes down to Sheol will come up no more.
10 He does not turn to his house again, || Nor does his place discern him again. 10 No tornará más á su casa, ni su lugar le conocerá más.
10 He will return no more to his house, neither will his place know him any more.
11 Also I do not withhold my mouth—I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul. 11 Por tanto yo no reprimiré mi boca; hablaré en la angustia de mi espíritu, y quejaréme con la amargura de mi alma.
11 “Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I a sea [monster], or a dragon, || That You set a watch over me? 12 ¿Soy yo la mar, ó ballena, que me pongas guarda?
12 Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you put a guard over me?
13 When I said, My bed comforts me, || In my talking He takes away my couch. 13 Cuando digo: Mi cama me consolará, mi cama atenuará mis quejas;
13 When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me. My couch will ease my complaint,’
14 And You have frightened me with dreams, || And You terrify me from visions, 14 Entonces me quebrantarás con sueños, y me turbarás con visiones.
14 then you scare me with dreams and terrify me through visions,
15 And my soul chooses strangling, || Death rather than my bones. 15 Y así mi alma tuvo por mejor el ahogamiento, y [quiso] la muerte más que mis huesos.
15 so that my soul chooses strangling, death rather than my bones.
16 I have wasted away—I do not live for all time. Cease from me, for my days [are] vanity. 16 Aburríme: no he de vivir yo para siempre; déjame, pues que mis días son vanidad.
16 I loathe my life. I don’t want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
17 What [is] man that You magnify him? And that You set Your heart to him? 17 ¿Qué es el hombre, para que lo engrandezcas, y que pongas sobre él tu corazón,
17 What is man, that you should magnify him, that you should set your mind on him,
18 And inspect him in the mornings, || [And] in the evenings try him? 18 Y lo visites todas las mañanas, y todos los momentos lo pruebes?
18 that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?
19 How long do You not look from me? You do not desist until I swallow my spittle. 19 ¿Hasta cuándo no me dejarás, ni me soltarás hasta que trague mi saliva?
19 How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
20 I have sinned, what do I do to You, || O watcher of man? Why have You set me for a mark to You, || And I am for a burden to myself—and what? 20 Pequé, ¿qué te haré, oh Guarda de los hombres? ¿por qué me has puesto contrario á ti, y que á mí mismo sea pesado?
20 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?
21 You do not take away my transgression, || And [do not] cause my iniquity to pass away, || Because now, I lie down in dust, || And You have sought me—and I am not!” 21 ¿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.
21 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.”