Chapter 18

¹Then Baldad the Suhite answered, and said: ²How long will you throw out words? understand first, and so let us speak. ³Why are we reputed as beasts, and counted vile before you? ⁴Thou that destroyest thy soul in thy fury, shall the earth be forsaken for thee, and shall rocks be removed out of their place? ⁵Shall not the light of the wicked be extinguished, and the flame of his fire not shine? ⁶The light shall be dark in his tabernacle, and the lamp that is over him, shall be put out. ⁷The step of his strength shall be straitened, and his own counsel shall cast him down headlong. ⁸For he hath thrust his feet into a net, and walketh in its meshes. ⁹The sole of his foot shall be held in a snare, and thirst shall burn against him. ¹⁰A gin is hidden for him in the earth, and his trap upon the path. ¹¹Fears shall terrify him on every side, and shall entangle his feet. ¹²Let his strength be wasted with famine, and let hunger invade his ribs. ¹³Let it devour the beauty of his skin, let the firstborn death consume his arms. ¹⁴Let his confidence be rooted out of his tabernacle, and let destruction tread upon him like a king. ¹⁵Let the companions of him that is not, dwell in his tabernacle, let brimstone be sprinkled in his tent. ¹⁶Let his roots be dried up beneath, and his harvest destroyed above. ¹⁷Let the memory of him perish from the earth and let not his name be renowned in the streets. ¹⁸He shall drive him out of light into darkness, and shall remove him out of the world. ¹⁹His seed shall not subsist, nor his offspring among his people, nor any remnants in his country. ²⁰They that come after him shall be astonished at his day, and horror shall fall upon them that went before. ²¹These men are the tabernacles of the wicked, and this the place of him that knoweth not God.