[1] Then Bildad the Shuhite answered and said: [2] "How long will you hunt for words? Consider, and then we will speak. [3] Why are we counted as cattle? Why are we stupid in your sight? [4] You who tear yourself in your anger, shall the earth be forsaken for you, or the rock be removed out of its place? [5] "Indeed, the light of the wicked is put out, and the flame of his fire does not shine. [6] The light is dark in his tent, and his lamp above him is put out. [7] His strong steps are shortened, and his own schemes throw him down. [8] For he is cast into a net by his own feet, and he walks on its mesh. [9] A trap seizes him by the heel; a snare lays hold of him. [10] A rope is hidden for him in the ground, a trap for him in the path. [11] Terrors frighten him on every side, and chase him at his heels. [12] His strength is famished, and calamity is ready for his stumbling. [13] It consumes the parts of his skin; the firstborn of death consumes his limbs. [14] He is torn from the tent in which he trusted and is brought to the king of terrors. [15] In his tent dwells that which is none of his; sulfur is scattered over his habitation. [16] His roots dry up beneath, and his branches wither above. [17] His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street. [18] He is thrust from light into darkness, and driven out of the world. [19] He has no posterity or progeny among his people, and no survivor where he used to live. [20] They of the west are appalled at his day, and horror seizes them of the east. [21] Surely such are the dwellings of the unrighteous, such is the place of him who knows not God."
