¹ Then responded Bildad the Shuhite, and said:—

² How long will ye make a perversion of words? Ye should understand, and, afterwards, we could speak.

³ Wherefore are we accounted like beasts? or appear stupid, in thine eyes?

⁴ One tearing in pieces his own soul in his anger,—For thy sake, shall the earth be forsaken? or the rock be moved out of its place?

⁵ Even the light of the lawless, shall go out,—Neither shall shine the flame of his fire;

⁶ The light, hath darkened in his tent, Yea, his lamp above him, goeth out;

⁷ The steppings of his strength are hemmed in, and his own counsel casteth him down;

⁸ For he is thrust into a net by his own feet, and, upon a trap, he marcheth;

⁹ There catcheth him—by the heel—a gin, there holdeth him fast—a noose:

¹⁰ Concealed in the ground is a cord for him,—and a snare for him, on the path.

¹¹ Round about, terrors have startled him, and have driven him to his feet.

¹² Let his strength be famished, and, calamity, be ready at his side;

¹³ Let it devour the members of his body, Let the firstborn of death devour his members;

¹⁴ Uprooted, out of his tent, be his confidence, and let it drive him down to the king of terrors;

¹⁵ There shall dwell in his tent, what is naught-of-his, Let brimstone be strewed over his dwelling;

¹⁶ Beneath, let his roots be dried up, and, above, be cut off his branch;

¹⁷ His memorial, have perished out of the land, and let him have no name over the face of the open field;

¹⁸ Let them thrust him out of light into darkness, Yea, out of the world, let them chase him;

¹⁹ Let him have neither scion nor seed among his people, neither any survivor in his place of sojourn:

²⁰ Over his day, have they been astounded who come behind, and, them who are in advance, a shudder hath seized.

²¹ Surely, these, are the dwellings of him that is perverse, and, this, is the place of him that knoweth not GOD.