[There is] no offspring for him nor a descendant among his people, and there is not a survivor in his abode.

[Those of the] west are appalled over {his fate}, and [those of the] east {are seized with horror}.

Surely these [are] the dwellings of [the] godless, and this [is] the dwelling place of him [who] knows not God."

It consumes parts of his skin; the firstborn of death consumes his limbs.

Then Bildad the Shuhite answered and said,

"{How long} {will you hunt for words}? Consider, and afterward we shall speak.

Furthermore, the light of [the] wicked is put out, and the flame of his fire will not shine.

He is torn from his tent {in which he trusted}, and it brought him to the king of terrors.

"[You who] are tearing {yourself} in your anger, will [the] earth be forsaken because of you? Or will [the] rock be removed from its place?

"Sudden terrors terrify him all around, and they chase him at his heels.

"They thrust him from light into darkness, and they drive him out from [the] world.

"{His strong steps} are shortened, and his [own] schemes throw him down,

"{Nothing} remains for him in his tent; sulfur is scattered upon his dwelling place.

The light becomes dark in his tent, and his lamp above him is put out.

for he is thrust into a net by his feet, and he walks into a pitfall.

A trap seizes [him] by [the] heel; a snare takes hold of him.

Why are we considered as animals? [Why] are we taken as stupid in your eyes?

His roots dry up {below}, and its branches wither away above.

His rope is hidden in the ground, and his trap on [the] path.

His remembrance perishes from [the] earth, and [there is] not a name for him on [the] street.

His wealth will become hunger, and disaster is ready for his stumbling.