Job 18
1 Then responded Bildad the Shuhite, and said: —
Bildad the Shuhite answered and said:
2 How long will ye make a perversion of words? Ye should understand, and, afterwards, we could speak.
How long ere ye make an end of words? Understand, and then we will speak!
3 Wherefore are we accounted like beasts? or appear stupid, in thine eyes?
Why are we accounted as brutes, And reputed vile in your sight?
4 One tearing in pieces his own soul in his anger, —For thy sake, shall the earth be forsaken? or the rock be moved out of its place?
Thou that tearest thyself in thine anger! Must the earth be deserted for thee, And the rock removed from its place?
5 Even the light of the lawless, shall go out, —Neither shall shine the flame 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, hath darkened in his tent, Yea, his lamp above him, goeth out;
Light shall become darkness in his tent, And his lamp over him shall go out.
7 The steppings of his strength are hemmed in, and his own counsel casteth him down;
His strong steps shall be straitened, And his own plans shall cast him down.
8 For he is thrust into a net by his own feet, and, upon a trap, he marcheth;
He is brought into the net by his own feet, And he walketh upon snares.
9 There catcheth him—by the heel—a gin, there holdeth him fast—a noose:
The trap layeth hold of him by the heel, And the snare holdeth him fast.
10 Concealed in the ground is a cord for him, —and a snare for him, on the path.
A net is secretly laid for him on the ground, And a trap for him in the pathway.
11 Round about, terrors have startled him, and have driven him to his feet.
Terrors affright him on every side, And harass him at his heels.
12 Let his strength be famished, and, calamity, be ready at his side;
His strength is wasted by hunger, And destruction is ready at his side.
13 Let it devour the members of his body, Let the firstborn of death devour his members;
His limbs are consumed, Yea, his limbs are devoured by the first-born of death.
14 Uprooted, out of his tent, be his confidence, and let it drive him down 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 There shall dwell in his tent, what is naught-of-his, Let brimstone be strewed over his dwelling;
They who are none of his shall dwell in his tent; Brimstone shall be scattered upon his habitation.
16 Beneath, let his roots be dried up, and, above, be cut off his branch;
His roots below shall be dried up, And his branches above shall be withered.
17 His memorial, have perished out of the land, and let him have no name over the face of the open field;
His memory perisheth from the earth, And no name hath he in the land.
18 Let them thrust him out of light into darkness, Yea, out of the world, let them chase him;
He shall be thrust from light into darkness, And driven out of the world.
19 Let him have neither scion nor seed among his people, neither any survivor in his place of sojourn:
He hath no son, nor kinsman among his people, Nor any survivor in his dwelling-place.
20 Over his day, have they been astounded who come behind, and, them who are in advance, a shudder hath seized.
They that come after him shall be amazed at his fate, As they that were before them were struck with horror.
21 Surely, these, are the dwellings of him that is perverse, and, this, is 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!
