Then Bildad the Shuhite answered:
"When will you stop these speeches? Be sensible, and then we can talk.
You think of us as cattle, as if we are stupid.
You tear yourself to pieces in your anger. Should the earth be vacant just for you? Should the rocks move from their places?
"The lamp of the wicked will be put out, and the flame in their lamps will stop burning.
The light in their tents will grow dark, and the lamps by their sides will go out.
Their strong steps will grow weak; they will fall into their own evil traps.
Their feet will be caught in a net when they walk into its web.
A trap will catch them by the heel and hold them tight.
A trap for them is hidden on the ground, right in their path.
Terrible things startle them from every side and chase them at every step.
Hunger takes away their strength, and disaster is at their side.
Disease eats away parts of their skin; death gnaws at their arms and legs.
They are torn from the safety of their tents and dragged off to Death, the King of Terrors.
Their tents are set on fire, and sulfur is scattered over their homes.
Their roots dry up below ground, and their branches die above ground.
People on earth will not remember them; their names will be forgotten in the land.
They will be driven from light into darkness and chased out of the world.
They have no children or descendants among their people, and no one will be left alive where they once lived.
People of the west will be shocked at what has happened to them, and people of the east will be very frightened.
Surely this is what will happen to the wicked; such is the place of one who does not know God."