Job 18

2How long will it be ere thou wilt stop? Forbear, that we may speak.

3Why should we like beasts be silent before thee?

4Passion hath taken possession of thee. What! If thou die, shall the earth be uninhabited? or the mountains overturned from their foundations?

6The light in his dwelling shall be darkness, and the lamp for him shall be extinguished.

7[As it is said:] ’Let the weakest plunder his substance, and his own counsel subvert him.’

8His foot is caught in a trap;

9in a net let him be entangled, and let snares come upon him. He will strengthen the thirsty against him.

10A gin is hid for him in the ground, and the trap for him by the wayside.

11May surrounding sorrows destroy him, and many come round his foot in sore famine.

13May the toes of his feet be eaten up, and death devour his comeliness.

14May health be expelled from his dwelling, and distress lay hold on him with the authority of a king.

15It will make its abode in his tent; in his night all his finery will be strewed with sulphur.

16Underneath his roots will be dried up; and above, his product will fall.

18When his name shall be published abroad, may they drive him from light to darkness.

19He will not be acknowledged among his people, nor will his household be safe under the cope of heaven. But in his possessions others shall live secure.

20They who came after groaned for him, but horror seized them who were before.