ULB Unlocked Literal Bible WEB World English Bible (clásica, con deuterocanónicos) 1 Does not man have hard labor on earth? Are not his days like the days of a hired man? 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 Like a slave earnestly desires the shadows of evening, like a hired man looks for his wages— 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 made to endure months of misery; I have been given trouble-filled nights. 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 When I lie down, I say to myself, 'When will I get up and when will the night be gone?' I am full of tossing to and fro until the day's dawning. 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 is clothed with worms and clods of dust; the sores in my skin harden up and then dissolve and run afresh. 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 are swifter than a weaver's shuttle; they pass 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 God, call to mind that my life is only a breath; my eye will no more 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 God, who sees me, will see me no more; God's eyes will be on me, but I will not exist. 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 As a cloud is consumed and vanishes away, so he who goes down to Sheol will come up no more. 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 will return no more to his house; neither will his place know 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 Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain 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 the sea or a sea monster that you place a guard 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 say, 'My bed will comfort me, and my couch will ease my complaint,' 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 then you scare me with dreams and terrify me through 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 so that I would choose strangling and death rather than preserving these bones of mine. 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 loathe my life; I would not wish to always be alive; let me alone for my days are useless. 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 should pay attention to him, that you should set your mind on 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 that you should observe him every morning and test him every moment? 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 will it be before you look away from me, before you let me alone long enough for me to swallow down my own saliva? 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 Even if I have sinned, what would that do to you, you who watch men? Why have you made a target of me, so that I am a burden for you? 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 Why do you not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For now will I lie down in the dust; you will seek me carefully, but I will not exist.” 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.”