Job 18
1 Then Baldad the Suhite answered, and said:
Bildad the Shuhite answered and said:
2 How long will you throw out words? understand first, and so let us speak.
How long ere ye make an end of words? Understand, and then we will speak!
3 Why are we reputed as beasts, and counted vile before you?
Why are we accounted as brutes, And reputed vile in your sight?
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?
Thou that tearest thyself in thine anger! Must the earth be deserted for thee, And the rock removed from its place?
5 Shall not the light of the wicked be extinguished, and the flame of his fire not shine?
Behold, the light of the wicked shall be put out, And the flame of his fire shall not shine.
6 The light shall be dark in his tabernacle, and the lamp that is over him, shall be put out.
Light shall become darkness in his tent, And his lamp over him shall go out.
7 The step of his strength shall be straitened, and his own counsel shall cast him down headlong.
His strong steps shall be straitened, And his own plans shall cast him down.
8 For he hath thrust his feet into a net, and walketh in its meshes.
He is brought into the net by his own feet, And he walketh upon snares.
9 The sole of his foot shall be held in a snare, and thirst shall burn against him.
The trap layeth hold of him by the heel, And the snare holdeth him fast.
10 A gin is hidden for him in the earth, and his trap upon the path.
A net is secretly laid for him on the ground, And a trap for him in the pathway.
11 Fears shall terrify him on every side, and shall entangle his feet.
Terrors affright him on every side, And harass him at his heels.
12 Let his strength be wasted with famine, and let hunger invade his ribs.
His strength is wasted by hunger, And destruction is ready at his side.
13 Let it devour the beauty of his skin, let the firstborn death consume his arms.
His limbs are consumed, Yea, his limbs are devoured by the first-born of death.
14 Let his confidence be rooted out of his tabernacle, and let destruction tread upon him like a king.
He is torn from his tent, which was his confidence, And is borne away 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.
They who are none of his shall dwell in his tent; Brimstone shall be scattered upon his habitation.
16 Let his roots be dried up beneath, and his harvest destroyed above.
His roots below shall be dried up, And his branches above shall be withered.
17 Let the memory of him perish from the earth and let not his name be renowned in the streets.
His memory perisheth from the earth, And no name hath he in the land.
18 He shall drive him out of light into darkness, and shall remove him out of the world.
He shall be thrust from light into darkness, And driven out of the world.
19 His seed shall not subsist, nor his offspring among his people, nor any remnants in his country.
He hath no son, nor kinsman among his people, Nor any survivor in his dwelling-place.
20 They that come after him shall be astonished at his day, and horror shall fall upon them that went before.
They that come after him shall be amazed at his fate, As they that were before them were struck with horror.
21 These men are the tabernacles of the wicked, and this the place of him that knoweth not God.
Yea, such is the dwelling of the unrighteous man; Such is the place of him who knoweth not God!
