King James VersionJob18

Job

1 Then an­swered Bil­dad the Shuhite, and said, 2 How long will it be ere ye make an end of words? mark, and af­ter­wards we will speak. 3 Where­fore are we count­ed as beasts, and re­put­ed vile in your sight? 4 He teareth him­self in his anger: shall the earth be for­sak­en for thee? and shall the rock be re­moved out of his place? 5 Yea, the light of the wicked shall be put out, and the spark of his fire shall not shine. 6 The light shall be dark in his taber­na­cle, and his can­dle shall be put out with him. 7 The steps of his strength shall be strait­ened, and his own coun­sel shall cast him down. 8 For he is cast into a net by his own feet, and he walketh upon a snare. 9 The gin shall take him by the heel, and the rob­ber shall pre­vail against him. 10 The snare is laid for him in the ground, and a trap for him in the way. 11 Ter­rors shall make him afraid on ev­ery side, and shall drive him to his feet. 12 His strength shall be hunger­bit­ten, and de­struc­tion shall be ready at his side. 13 It shall de­vour the strength of his skin: even the first­born of death shall de­vour his strength. 14 His con­fi­dence shall be root­ed out of his taber­na­cle, and it shall bring him to the king of ter­rors. 15 It shall dwell in his taber­na­cle, be­cause it is none of his: brim­stone shall be scat­tered upon his habi­ta­tion. 16 His roots shall be dried up be­neath, and above shall his branch be cut off. 17 His re­mem­brance shall per­ish from the earth, and he shall have no name in the street. 18 He shall be driv­en from light into dark­ness, and chased out of the world. 19 He shall nei­ther have son nor nephew among his peo­ple, nor any re­main­ing in his dwellings. 20 They that come af­ter him shall be as­tonied at his day, as they that went be­fore were af­fright­ed. 21 Sure­ly such are the dwellings of the wicked, and this is the place of him that knoweth not God.

King James VersionJob18