Da svarte Bildad fra Sjuahs land,

Then Bildad the Shuhite answered,

"Hvor lenge vil du søke etter ord? Tenk igjennom det, og så kan vi tale.

"How long will you hunt for words? Consider, and afterwards we will speak.

Hvorfor regnes vi som dyr, og er blitt urene i dine øyne?

Why are we counted as animals, Which have become unclean in your sight?

Du som river deg opp i vrede, skal jorden forlates for din skyld? Eller skal klippen flyttes fra sitt sted?

You who tear yourself in your anger, Shall the earth be forsaken for you? Or shall the rock be removed out of its place?

Ja, de ondes lys skal slukkes, gnisten fra hans ild skal ikke skinne.

"Yes, the light of the wicked shall be put out, The spark of his fire shall not shine.

Lyset skal bli mørkt i hans telt, og lampen over han skal slukkes.

The light shall be dark in his tent, His lamp above him shall be put out.

Hans krafts skritt skal forkortes, hans egne råd skal kaste ham ned.

The steps of his strength shall be shortened, His own counsel shall cast him down.

For han fanges i garnet med sine egne føtter, og han vandrer inn i dets nett.

For he is cast into a net by his own feet, And he wanders into its mesh.

En snare skal ta ham ved hælen, en felle skal gripe ham.

A snare shall take him by the heel; A trap shall lay hold on him.

En løkke ligger skjult for ham i jorden, en felle ligger på veien for ham.

A noose is hidden for him in the ground, A trap for him in the way.

Redsler skal gjøre ham redd på alle kanter og skal jage ham i hælene.

Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, And shall chase him at his heels.

Hans styrke skal bli uttæret, ulykken venter ved hans side.

His strength shall be famished, Calamity shall be ready at his side.

Hans kroppslemmer skal fortæres, dødens førstefødte skal fortære hans lemmer.

The members of his body shall be devoured, The firstborn of death shall devour his members.

Han skal bli rykket ut av sin sikre bolig, han skal føres til redslenes konge.

He shall be rooted out of his tent where he trusts. He shall be brought to the king of terrors.

Det skal bo i hans telt som ikke hører ham til, svovel skal strøs over hans bolig.

There shall dwell in his tent that which is none of his. Sulfur shall be scattered on his habitation.

Hans røtter skal tørke opp under, og over skal hans grener kappe av.

His roots shall be dried up beneath, Above shall his branch be cut off.

Hans minne skal bli slettet fra jorden, han skal ikke ha navn på gatene.

His memory shall perish from the earth. He shall have no name in the street.

Han skal drives fra lys inn i mørke, og jages ut av verden.

He shall be driven from light into darkness, And chased out of the world.

Han skal ikke ha hverken sønn eller etterkommer blant sitt folk, ingen overlevende der han oppholdt seg.

He shall have neither son nor grandson among his people, Nor any remaining where he sojourned.

De som kommer etter, skal bli forbløffet over hans dag, slik som de som gikk før, ble grepet av frykt.

Those who come after shall be astonished at his day, As those who went before were frightened.

Slik er boligen for de urettferdige, dette er stedet for den som ikke kjenner Gud."

Surely such are the dwellings of the unrighteous, This is the place of him who doesn't know God."