1 Then, Bildad the Shuhite replied, saying:
2 “How long until you end these words? Consider, and then we will talk.
3 Why are we regarded as beasts, and stupid in your eyes?
4 You, who tear yourself to pieces in anger, will the earth be abandoned for your sake? Or must a rock be moved from its place?
5 Indeed, the light of the wicked is snuffed out; the flame of his fire does not shine.
6 The light in his tent grows dark; the lamp above him goes out.
7 His vigorous stride is shortened, and his own scheme throws him down.
8 For he is cast into a net by his feet; he wanders into its mesh.
9 A trap seizes him by the heel; a snare holds him fast.
10 A rope is hidden for him on the ground, and a trap for him lies on the path.
11 On every side terrors frighten him and harass his every step.
12 Calamity is hungry for him; disaster is ready for his fall.
13 It eats away pieces of his skin; death’s firstborn devours his limbs.
14 He is torn from the security of his tent, and marched off to the king of terrors.
15 Nothing of his dwells in his tent; brimstone is scattered over his dwelling.
16 Below his roots dry up, and above his branches wither.
17 His memory perishes from the earth and he has no name in the land.
18 He is driven from light into darkness and is banished from the world.
19 He has no offspring or descendant among his people, no survivor where he once dwelt.
20 People of the west are appalled at his fate; people of the east are seized with horror.
21 Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked; such is the place of one who does not know God.”