Job 18
1 Then Baldad the Suhite answered, and said:
And Bildad the Shuhite answers and says:
2 How long will you throw out words? understand first, and so let us speak.
“When do you set an end to words? Consider, and afterward we speak.
3 Why are we reputed as beasts, and counted vile before you?
Why have we been reckoned as livestock? We have been defiled in your eyes!
4 Thou that destroyest thy soul in thy fury, shall the earth be forsaken for thee, and shall rocks be removed out of their place?
He is tearing himself in his anger. Is earth forsaken for your sake? And is a rock removed from its place?
5 Shall not the light of the wicked be extinguished, and the flame of his fire not shine?
Also, the light of the wicked is extinguished. And there does not shine a spark of his fire.
6 The light shall be dark in his tabernacle, and the lamp that is over him, shall be put out.
The light has been dark in his tent, And his lamp over him is extinguished.
7 The step of his strength shall be straitened, and his own counsel shall cast him down headlong.
The steps of his strength are restricted, And his own counsel casts him down.
8 For he hath thrust his feet into a net, and walketh in its meshes.
For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And he habitually walks on a snare.
9 The sole of his foot shall be held in a snare, and thirst shall burn against him.
A trap seizes on the heel, The designing prevails over him.
10 A gin is hidden for him in the earth, and his trap upon the path.
His cord is hidden in the earth, And his trap on the path.
11 Fears shall terrify him on every side, and shall entangle his feet.
Terrors have terrified him all around, And they have scattered him—at his feet.
12 Let his strength be wasted with famine, and let hunger invade his ribs.
His sorrow is hungry, And calamity is ready at his side.
13 Let it devour the beauty of his skin, let the firstborn death consume his arms.
It consumes the parts of his skin, Death’s firstborn consumes his parts.
14 Let his confidence be rooted out of his tabernacle, and let destruction tread upon him like a king.
His confidence is drawn from his tent, And it causes him to step to the king of terrors.
15 Let the companions of him that is not, dwell in his tabernacle, let brimstone be sprinkled in his tent.
It dwells in his tent—out of his provender, Sulfur is scattered over his habitation.
16 Let his roots be dried up beneath, and his harvest destroyed above.
From beneath his roots are dried up, And from above his crop is cut off.
17 Let the memory of him perish from the earth and let not his name be renowned in the streets.
His memorial has perished from the land, And he has no name on the street.
18 He shall drive him out of light into darkness, and shall remove him out of the world.
They thrust him from light to darkness, And cast him out from the habitable earth.
19 His seed shall not subsist, nor his offspring among his people, nor any remnants in his country.
He has no continuator, Nor successor among his people, And none is remaining in his dwellings.
20 They that come after him shall be astonished at his day, and horror shall fall upon them that went before.
At this day, those [in the] west have been astonished, And those [in the] east have taken fright.
21 These men are the tabernacles of the wicked, and this the place of him that knoweth not God.
Only these [are] dwelling places of the perverse, And this [is] the place God has not known.”
