Job 18
1 Then Bildad the Shuhite replied:
Then answered Bildad the Shuchite, and said,
2 “How long until you end these speeches? Show some sense, and then we can talk.
When will ye at length put an end to words? Come to an understanding, and afterward let us speak.
3 Why are we regarded as cattle, as stupid in your sight?
For what cause are we counted as beasts, reputed stupid your eyes?
4 You who tear yourself in anger— should the earth be forsaken on your account, or the rocks be moved from their place?
Thou, the one that teareth himself to pieces in his anger— shall for thy sake the earth be forsaken, and the rock be moved away out of its place?
5 Indeed, the lamp of the wicked is extinguished; the flame of his fire does not glow.
Ah, truly the light of the wicked will be quenched, and the spark of his fire shall not give light.
6 The light in his tent grows dark, and the lamp beside him goes out.
The light becometh dark in his tent, and his lamp will be quenched above him.
7 His vigorous stride is shortened, and his own schemes trip him up.
His powerful steps will be narrowed, and his own counsel will cast him down.
8 For his own feet lead him into a net, and he wanders into its mesh.
For he is driven into the net by his own feet, and he taketh his walk upon a snare.
9 A trap seizes his heel; a snare grips him.
The trap will seize him by the heel, and the robber will prevail over him.
10 A noose is hidden in the ground, and a trap lies in his path.
The cord is hidden for him in the ground, and a trap is set for him on the pathway.
11 Terrors frighten him on every side and harass his every step.
All around do terrors scare him, and chase him as he walketh along.
12 His strength is depleted, and calamity is ready at his side.
His first-born will suffer hunger, and calamity will be ready for his wife.
13 It devours patches of his skin; the firstborn of death devours his limbs.
It will devour the limbs of his body: yea, the first-born of death will devour his limbs.
14 He is torn from the shelter of his tent and is marched off to the king of terrors.
Then will be plucked up out of his tent his confidence, and [the evil] will urge him forward to the king of terrors.
15 Fire resides in his tent; burning sulfur rains down on his dwelling.
It will dwell in his tent, because it is no more his: there will be strewed sulphur on his habitation.
16 The roots beneath him dry up, and the branches above him wither away.
Beneath, his roots will be dried up, and above will his boughs he cut away.
17 The memory of him perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the land.
His resemblance vanisheth from the earth, and no name remaineth for him in the streets.
18 He is driven from light into darkness and is chased from the inhabited world.
Men will thrust him out from light into darkness, and out of the world will they drive him.
19 He has no offspring or posterity among his people, no survivor where he once lived.
He will have neither son nor grandson among his people, nor any that escapeth in the places of his sojourning.
20 Those in the west are appalled at his fate, while those in the east tremble in horror.
Because of his [calamitous] day are they that come after him astonished, and they that went before are seized with shuddering.
21 Surely such is the dwelling of the wicked and the place of one who does not know God.”
Yea, such are the dwellings of the unjust, and this is the place of one that knew not God.
