Then Bildad the Shuhite responded,
"How long will you hunt for words? Show understanding and then we can talk.
"Why are we aregarded as beasts, As stupid in your eyes?
"O you who tear yourself in your anger-- For your sake is the earth to be abandoned, Or the rock to be moved from its place?
"Indeed, the alight of the wicked goes out, And the flame of his fire gives no light.
"The light in his tent is adarkened, And his lamp goes out above him.
"His vigorous stride is shortened, And his aown scheme brings him down.
"For he is athrown into the net by his own feet, And he steps on the webbing.
"A snare seizes him by the heel, And a trap snaps shut on him.
"A noose for him is hidden in the ground, And a trap for him on the path.
"All around aterrors frighten him, And bharry him at every step.
"His strength is afamished, And calamity is ready at his side.
"His skin is devoured by disease, The firstborn of death adevours his limbs.
"He is atorn from the security of his tent, And they march him before the king of bterrors.
"There dwells in his tent nothing of his; aBrimstone is scattered on his habitation.
"His aroots are dried below, And his bbranch is cut off above.
"aMemory of him perishes from the earth, And he has no name abroad.
"He is driven from light ainto darkness, And bchased from the inhabited world.
"He has no aoffspring or posterity among his people, Nor any survivor where he sojourned.
"Those in the west are appalled at ahis fate, And those in the east are seized with horror.
"Surely such are the adwellings of the wicked, And this is the place of him who does not know God."