Job 18

1 Then answered Bildad the Shuhite, and said:

Then Bildad the Shuhite replied:

2 How long will ye lay snares for words? Consider, and afterwards we will speak.

“How long until you end these speeches? Show some sense, and then we can talk.

3 Wherefore are we counted as beasts, and reputed dull in your sight?

Why are we regarded as cattle, as stupid in your sight?

4 Thou that tearest thyself in thine anger, shall the earth be forsaken for thee? Or shall the rock be removed out of its place?

You who tear yourself in anger— should the earth be forsaken on your account, or the rocks be moved from their place?

5 Yea, the light of the wicked shall be put out, and the spark of his fire shall not shine.

Indeed, the lamp of the wicked is extinguished; the flame of his fire does not glow.

6 The light shall be dark in his tent, and his lamp over him shall be put out.

The light in his tent grows dark, and the lamp beside him goes out.

7 The steps of his strength shall be straitened, and his own counsel shall cast him down.

His vigorous stride is shortened, and his own schemes trip him up.

8 For he is cast into a net by his own feet, and he walketh upon the toils.

For his own feet lead him into a net, and he wanders into its mesh.

9 A gin shall take him by the heel, and a snare shall lay hold on him.

A trap seizes his heel; a snare grips him.

10 A noose is hid for him in the ground, and a trap for him in the way.

A noose is hidden in the ground, and a trap lies in his path.

11 Terrors shall overwhelm him on every side, and shall entrap him at his feet.

Terrors frighten him on every side and harass his every step.

12 His trouble shall be ravenous, and calamity shall be ready for his fall.

His strength is depleted, and calamity is ready at his side.

13 It shall devour the members of his body, yea, the first-born of death shall devour his members.

It devours patches of his skin; the firstborn of death devours his limbs.

14 That wherein he trusteth shall be plucked out of his tent; and he shall be brought to the king of terrors.

He is torn from the shelter of his tent and is marched off to the king of terrors.

15 There shall dwell in his tent that which is none of his; brimstone shall be scattered upon his habitation.

Fire resides in his tent; burning sulfur rains down on his dwelling.

16 His roots shall dry up beneath, and above shall his branch wither.

The roots beneath him dry up, and the branches above him wither away.

17 His remembrance shall perish from the earth, and he shall have no name abroad.

The memory of him perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the land.

18 He shall be driven from light into darkness, and chased out of the world.

He is driven from light into darkness and is chased from the inhabited world.

19 He shall have neither son nor son's son among his people, nor any remaining in his dwellings.

He has no offspring or posterity among his people, no survivor where he once lived.

20 They that come after shall be astonished at his day, as they that went before are affrighted.

Those in the west are appalled at his fate, while those in the east tremble in horror.

21 Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked, and this is the place of him that knoweth not God.

Surely such is the dwelling of the wicked and the place of one who does not know God.”