¹Then Bildad the Shuhite answered,

¹Så tog Sjuhiten Bildad til Orde og sagde:

²“How long will you hunt for words? Consider, and afterwards we will speak.

²"Så gør dog en Ende på dine Ord, kom til Fornuft og lad os tale!

³Why are we counted as animals, which have become unclean in your sight?

³Hvi skal vi regnes for Kvæg og stå som umælende i dine Øjne?

⁴You who tear yourself in your anger, shall the earth be forsaken for you? Or shall the rock be removed out of its place?

⁴Du, som i Vrede sønderslider din Sjæl, skal for din Skyld Jorden blive øde og Klippen flyttes fra sit Sted?

⁵“Yes, the light of the wicked shall be put out, The spark of his fire shall not shine.

⁵Nej, den gudløses Lys bliver slukt, hans Ildslue giver ej Lys;

⁶The light shall be dark in his tent. His lamp above him shall be put out.

⁶Lyset i hans Telt går ud, og hans Lampe slukkes for ham;

⁷The steps of his strength shall be shortened. His own counsel shall cast him down.

⁷hans kraftige Skridt bliver korte, han falder for eget Råd;

⁸For he is cast into a net by his own feet, and he wanders into its mesh.

⁸thi hans Fod drives ind i Nettet, på Fletværk vandrer han frem,

⁹A snare will take him by the heel. A trap will catch him.

⁹Fælden griber om Hælen, Garnet holder ham fast;

¹⁰A noose is hidden for him in the ground, a trap for him in the way.

¹⁰Snaren er skjult i Jorden for ham og Saksen på hans Sti;

¹¹Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall chase him at his heels.

¹¹Rædsler skræmmer ham alle Vegne og kyser ham Skridt for Skridt:

¹²His strength shall be famished. Calamity shall be ready at his side.

¹²Ulykken hungrer efter ham, Undergang lurer på hans Fald:

¹³The members of his body shall be devoured. The firstborn of death shall devour his members.

¹³Dødens førstefødte æder hans Lemmer, æder hans Legemes Lemmer;

¹⁴He shall be rooted out of his tent where he trusts. He shall be brought to the king of terrors.

¹⁴han rives bort fra sit Telt, sin Fortrøstning; den styrer hans Skridt til Rædslernes Konge;

¹⁵There shall dwell in his tent that which is none of his. Sulfur shall be scattered on his habitation.

¹⁵i hans Telt har Undergang hjemme, Svovl strøs ud på hans Bolig;

¹⁶His roots shall be dried up beneath. Above shall his branch be cut off.

¹⁶nedentil tørrer hans Rødder, oventil visner hans Grene;

¹⁷His memory shall perish from the earth. He shall have no name in the street.

¹⁷hans Minde svinder fra Jord, på Gaden nævnes ikke hans Navn;

¹⁸He shall be driven from light into darkness, and chased out of the world.

¹⁸man støder ham ud fra Lys i Mørket og driver ham bort fra Jorderig;

¹⁹He shall have neither son nor grandson among his people, nor any remaining where he lived.

¹⁹i sit Folk har han ikke Afkom og Æt, i hans Hjem er der ingen tilbage;

²⁰Those who come after shall be astonished at his day, as those who went before were frightened.

²⁰de i Vester stivner ved hans Skæbnedag, de i Øst bliver slagne af Rædsel.

²¹Surely such are the dwellings of the unrighteous. This is the place of him who doesn’t know God.”

²¹Ja, således går det den lovløses Bolig, dens Hjem, der ej kender Gud!