< Job 18 >

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

< Job 18 >