Job 18
1 And Bildad the Shuhite answereth and saith: —
Bildad the Shuhite answered and said:
2 When do ye set an end to words? Consider ye, and afterwards do we speak.
How long ere ye make an end of words? Understand, and then we will speak!
3 Wherefore have we been reckoned as cattle? 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.) For thy sake is earth forsaken? And removed is a rock 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 doth 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 hath 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 Straitened are the steps of his strength, And cast him down doth his own counsel.
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 on a snare he doth walk habitually.
He is brought into the net by his own feet, And he walketh upon snares.
9 Seize on the heel doth a gin, Prevail over him do the designing.
The trap layeth hold of him by the heel, And the snare holdeth him fast.
10 Hidden in the earth is his cord, 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 Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him — at his feet.
Terrors affright him on every side, And harass him at his heels.
12 Hungry is his sorrow, And calamity is ready at his side.
His strength is wasted by hunger, And destruction is ready at his side.
13 It consumeth the parts of his skin, Consume his parts doth death's first-born.
His limbs are consumed, Yea, his limbs are devoured by the first-born of death.
14 Drawn from his tent is his confidence, And it causeth 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 dwelleth in his tent — out of his provender, Scattered over his habitation is sulphur.
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 cut off is his crop.
His roots below shall be dried up, And his branches above shall be withered.
17 His memorial hath perished from the land, And he hath 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 unto darkness, And from the habitable earth cast him out.
He shall be thrust from light into darkness, And driven out of the world.
19 He hath 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 westerns have been astonished And easterns 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] tabernacles of the perverse, And this the place God hath not known.
Yea, such is the dwelling of the unrighteous man; Such is the place of him who knoweth not God!
