|Then Bildad the Shuhite answered:||Bildad. Jb.18.1-21|
|"How long will you hunt for words? |
Consider, and then we will speak.
|Why are we counted as cattle? |
Why are we stupid in your sight?
|You who tear yourself in your anger, |
shall the earth be forsaken for you,
or the rock be removed out of its place?
|"Yea, the light of the wicked is put out, |
and the flame of his fire does not shine.
|The light is dark in his tent, |
and his lamp above him is put out.
|His strong steps are shortened |
and his own schemes throw him down.
|For he is cast into a net by his own feet, |
and he walks on a pitfall.
|A trap seizes him by the heel, |
a snare lays hold of him.
|A rope is hid for him in the ground,|
a trap for him in the path.
|Terrors frighten him on every side, |
and chase him at his heels.
|His strength is hunger-bitten, |
and calamity is ready for his stumbling.
|By disease his skin is consumed, |
the first-born of death consumes his limbs.
|He is torn from the tent in which he trusted, |
and is brought to the king of terrors.
|In his tent dwells that which is none of his; |
brimstone is scattered upon his habitation.
|His roots dry up beneath, |
and his branches wither above.
|His memory perishes from the earth, |
and he has no name in the street.
|He is thrust from light into darkness, |
and driven out of the world.
|He has no offspring or descendant among his people, |
and no survivor where he used to live.
|They of the west are appalled at his day, |
and horror seizes them of the east.
|Surelt such are the dwellings of the ungodly, |
such is the place of him who knows not god."
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