Job 18
1 And Bildad the Shuhite answers and says:
Bildad the Shuhite answered and said:
2 “When do you set an end to words? Consider, and afterward we speak.
How long ere ye make an end of words? Understand, and then we will speak!
3 Why have we been reckoned as livestock? We have been defiled in your eyes!
Why are we accounted as brutes, And reputed vile in your sight?
4 He is tearing himself in his anger. Is earth forsaken for your sake? And is a rock removed from its place?
Thou that tearest thyself in thine anger! Must the earth be deserted for thee, And the rock removed from its place?
5 Also, the light of the wicked is extinguished. And there does not shine a spark of his fire.
Behold, the light of the wicked shall be put out, And the flame of his fire shall not shine.
6 The light has been dark in his tent, And his lamp over him is extinguished.
Light shall become darkness in his tent, And his lamp over him shall go out.
7 The steps of his strength are restricted, And his own counsel casts him down.
His strong steps shall be straitened, And his own plans shall cast him down.
8 For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And he habitually walks on a snare.
He is brought into the net by his own feet, And he walketh upon snares.
9 A trap seizes on the heel, The designing prevails over him.
The trap layeth hold of him by the heel, And the snare holdeth him fast.
10 His cord is hidden in the earth, And his trap on the path.
A net is secretly laid for him on the ground, And a trap for him in the pathway.
11 Terrors have terrified him all around, And they have scattered him—at his feet.
Terrors affright him on every side, And harass him at his heels.
12 His sorrow is hungry, And calamity is ready at his side.
His strength is wasted by hunger, And destruction is ready at his side.
13 It consumes the parts of his skin, Death’s firstborn consumes his parts.
His limbs are consumed, Yea, his limbs are devoured by the first-born of death.
14 His confidence is drawn from his tent, And it causes him to step to the king of terrors.
He is torn from his tent, which was his confidence, And is borne away to the king of terrors.
15 It dwells in his tent—out of his provender, Sulfur is scattered over his habitation.
They who are none of his shall dwell in his tent; Brimstone shall be scattered upon his habitation.
16 From beneath his roots are dried up, And from above his crop is cut off.
His roots below shall be dried up, And his branches above shall be withered.
17 His memorial has perished from the land, And he has no name on the street.
His memory perisheth from the earth, And no name hath he in the land.
18 They thrust him from light to darkness, And cast him out from the habitable earth.
He shall be thrust from light into darkness, And driven out of the world.
19 He has no continuator, Nor successor among his people, And none is remaining in his dwellings.
He hath no son, nor kinsman among his people, Nor any survivor in his dwelling-place.
20 At this day, those [in the] west have been astonished, And those [in the] east have taken fright.
They that come after him shall be amazed at his fate, As they that were before them were struck with horror.
21 Only these [are] dwelling places of the perverse, And this [is] the place God has not known.”
Yea, such is the dwelling of the unrighteous man; Such is the place of him who knoweth not God!
