1 Bildad the Shuhite replied:
2 When will your empty words end?
Listen, and then we can talk.
3 Why do you regard us like beasts?
Are we stupid in your sight?
4 You who tear yourself in your wrath,
must the earth be lost on your account
the rocks be moved out of their place?
5 Surely the evil man’s lamp is snuffed out;
his fire stops burning.
6 The light dims in his tent;
the lamp shining on him goes out.
7 His vigorous steps weaken;
his own schemes make him stumble.
8 His feet take him to a net
or lead him into a pitfall.
9 A trap seizes him by the heel;
a snare lays hold of him.
10 Hidden in the ground is a noose for him;
pitfalls await him along the way.
11 Terrors assail him on every side;
they harry him at every step.
12 Hungering among his goods,
doom awaits him if he falls.
13 Sickness eats his skin;
death’s firstborn devours his limbs.
14 Torn from the security of his tent,
he is marched off to the king of terrors,
15 His tent is no longer his:
take it! Brimstone is scattered over his field.
16 Dried up below are his roots;
withered above are his branches.
17 His memory perishes in the land,
his name is forgotten on the earth.
18 From light he is driven into darkness;
he is banished from the world.
19 He has no descendants among his people,
no survivor where once he lived.
20 All in the west are appalled at his fate;
those of the east are seized with fright.
21 Such is the lot of the wicked;
such is the place of one who knows not God.
