1 Then Bildad the Shuhite answered,
2 "How long will you hunt for words?
Consider, and afterwards we will speak.
3 Why are we counted as animals,
which have become unclean in your sight?
4 You who tear yourself in your anger,
will the earth be forsaken for you?
Or will the rock be removed out of its place?
5 "Yes, the light of the wicked will be put out.
The spark of his fire won’t shine.
6 The light will be dark in his tent.
His lamp above him will be put out.
7 The steps of his strength will be shortened.
His own counsel will cast him down.
8 For he is cast into a net by his own feet,
and he wanders into its mesh.
9 A snare will take him by the heel.
A trap will catch him.
10 A noose is hidden for him in the ground,
a trap for him on the path.
11 Terrors will make him afraid on every side,
and will chase him at his heels.
12 His strength will be famished.
Calamity will be ready at his side.
13 The members of his body will be devoured.
The firstborn of death will devour his members.
14 He will be rooted out of the security of his tent.
He will be brought to the king of terrors.
15 There will dwell in his tent that which is none of his.
Sulfur will be scattered on his habitation.
16 His roots will be dried up beneath.
His branch will be cut off above.
17 His memory will perish from the earth.
He will have no name in the street.
18 He will be driven from light into darkness,
and chased out of the world.
19 He will have neither son nor grandson among his people,
nor any remaining where he lived.
20 Those who come after will be astonished at his day,
as those who went before were frightened.
21 Surely such are the dwellings of the unrighteous.
This is the place of him who doesn’t know God."
1 And Bildad the Shuhite answereth and saith: --
2 When do ye set an end to words? Consider ye, and afterwards do we speak.
3 Wherefore have we been reckoned as cattle? We have been defiled in your eyes!
4 (He is tearing himself in his anger.) For thy sake is earth forsaken? And removed is a rock from its place?
5 Also, the light of the wicked is extinguished. And there doth not shine a spark of his fire.
6 The light hath been dark in his tent, And his lamp over him is extinguished.
7 Straitened are the steps of his strength, And cast him down doth his own counsel.
8 For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And on a snare he doth walk habitually.
9 Seize on the heel doth a gin, Prevail over him do the designing.
10 Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path.
11 Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him -- at his feet.
12 Hungry is his sorrow, And calamity is ready at his side.
13 It consumeth the parts of his skin, Consume his parts doth death`s first-born.
14 Drawn from his tent is his confidence, And it causeth him to step to the king of terrors.
15 It dwelleth in his tent -- out of his provender, Scattered over his habitation is sulphur.
16 From beneath his roots are dried up, And from above cut off is his crop.
17 His memorial hath perished from the land, And he hath no name on the street.
18 They thrust him from light unto darkness, And from the habitable earth cast him out.
19 He hath no continuator, Nor successor among his people, And none is remaining in his dwellings.
20 At this day westerns have been astonished And easterns have taken fright.
21 Only these [are] tabernacles of the perverse, And this the place God hath not known.