Job 18

¹Then Bildad the Shuhite replied:

²“How long until you end these speeches?

³Why are we regarded as cattle,

⁴You who tear yourself in anger—

⁵Indeed, the lamp of the wicked is extinguished;

⁶The light in his tent grows dark,

⁷His vigorous stride is shortened,

⁸For his own feet lead him into a net,

⁹A trap seizes his heel;

¹⁰A noose is hidden in the ground,

¹¹Terrors frighten him on every side

¹²His strength is depleted,

¹³It devours patches of his skin;

¹⁴He is torn from the shelter of his tent

¹⁵Fire resides in his tent;

¹⁶The roots beneath him dry up,

¹⁷The memory of him perishes from the earth,

¹⁸He is driven from light into darkness

¹⁹He has no offspring or posterity among his people,

²⁰Those in the west are appalled at his fate,

²¹Surely such is the dwelling of the wicked