Dual Panel1Bildad from Shuhah chimed in:
2"How monotonous these word games are getting! Get serious! We need to get down to business.
3Why do you treat your friends like slow-witted animals? You look down on us as if we don't know anything.
4Why are you working yourself up like this? Do you want the world redesigned to suit you? Should reality be suspended to accommodate you?
5"Here's the rule: The light of the wicked is put out. Their flame dies down and is extinguished.
6Their house goes dark--every lamp in the place goes out.
7Their strong strides weaken, falter; they stumble into their own traps.
8They get all tangled up in their own red tape,
9Their feet are grabbed and caught, their necks in a noose.
10They trip on ropes they've hidden, and fall into pits they've dug themselves.
11Terrors come at them from all sides. They run helter-skelter.
12The hungry grave is ready to gobble them up for supper,
13To lay them out for a gourmet meal, a treat for ravenous Death.
14They are snatched from their home sweet home and marched straight to the death house.
15Their lives go up in smoke; acid rain soaks their ruins.
16Their roots rot and their branches wither.
17They'll never again be remembered--nameless in unmarked graves.
18They are plunged from light into darkness, banished from the world.
19And they leave empty-handed--not one single child--nothing to show for their life on this earth.
20Westerners are aghast at their fate, easterners are horrified:
21'Oh no! So this is what happens to perverse people. This is how the God-ignorant end up!'"