Job 18
1 Then Bildad the Shuhite made answer and said,
But Baldad the Suhite responded by saying:
2 How long will it be before you have done talking? Get wisdom, and then we will say what is in our minds.
How long will you throw around words? Understand first, and then let us speak.
3 Why do we seem as beasts in your eyes, and as completely without knowledge?
Why have we been treated like mules, as if we were unworthy before you?
4 But come back, now, come: you who are wounding yourself in your passion, will the earth be given up because of you, or a rock be moved out of its place?
You, who ruins your own soul in your fury, will the earth be forsaken because of you, and will the cliffs be moved from their place?
5 For the light of the sinner is put out, and the flame of his fire is not shining.
Will not the light of the impious be put out, and the flame of his fire refuse to shine?
6 The light is dark in his tent, and the light shining over him is put out.
Light will become darkness in his tabernacle, and the lamp that is over him will be extinguished.
7 The steps of his strength become short, and by his design destruction overtakes him.
His strong steps will be constrained, and his own counsel will cast him down uncontrollably.
8 His feet take him into the net, and he goes walking into the cords.
For he has caused his own feet to go into a net, and he has walked into its web.
9 His foot is taken in the net; he comes into its grip.
His heel will be held in a snare, and thirst will rage against him.
10 The twisted cord is put secretly in the earth to take him, and the cord is placed in his way.
A trap has been hidden for him in the earth, and a decoy, along his path.
11 He is overcome by fears on every side, they go after him at every step.
Horrifying things will terrify him everywhere and will entangle his feet.
12 His strength is made feeble for need of food, and destruction is waiting for his falling footstep.
Let his strength be diminished by famine, and let starvation invade his ribs.
13 His skin is wasted by disease, and his body is food for the worst of diseases.
Let it devour the beauty of his skin; let the ancient death consume his arms.
14 He is pulled out of his tent where he was safe, and he is taken away to the king of fears.
Let his confidence be torn away from his tabernacle, and let ruin trample over him like a king.
15 In his tent will be seen that which is not his, burning stone is dropped on his house.
Let the companions of he who is not, dwell in his tabernacle; let brimstone rain down upon his tabernacle.
16 Under the earth his roots are dry, and over it his branch is cut off.
Let his roots be dried up from beneath him, and his harvest be crushed from above.
17 His memory is gone from the earth, and in the open country there is no knowledge of his name.
Let the memory of him perish from the earth, and let not his name be celebrated in the streets.
18 He is sent away from the light into the dark; he is forced out of the world.
He will expel him from light into darkness, and he will remove him from the world.
19 He has no offspring or family among his people, and in his living-place there is no one of his name.
Neither his offspring, nor his descendants, will exist among his people, nor will there be any remnants in his country.
20 At his fate those of the west are shocked, and those of the east are overcome with fear.
The last will be astonished at his day, and the first will be overcome with horror.
21 Truly, these are the houses of the sinner, and this is the place of him who has no knowledge of God.
And so, these are the tabernacles of the sinful, and this the place of he who does not know God.
