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Job 18
YLT
Young's Literal Translation · 1862
DRA
Douay-Rheims (Challoner) · 1752
2When do ye set an end to words? Consider ye, and afterwards do we speak.
2How long will you throw out words? understand first, and so let us speak.
3Wherefore have we been reckoned as cattle? We have been defiled in your eyes!
3Why are we reputed as beasts, and counted vile before you?
4(He is tearing himself in his anger.) For thy sake is earth forsaken? And removed is a rock from its place?
4Thou that destroyest thy soul in thy fury, shall the earth be forsaken for thee, and shall rocks be removed out of their place?
5Also, the light of the wicked is extinguished. And there doth not shine a spark of his fire.
5Shall not the light of the wicked be extinguished, and the flame of his fire not shine?
6The light hath been dark in his tent, And his lamp over him is extinguished.
6The light shall be dark in his tabernacle, and the lamp that is over him, shall be put out.
7Straitened are the steps of his strength, And cast him down doth his own counsel.
7The step of his strength shall be straitened, and his own counsel shall cast him down headlong.
8For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And on a snare he doth walk habitually.
8For he hath thrust his feet into a net, and walketh in its meshes.
9Seize on the heel doth a gin, Prevail over him do the designing.
9The sole of his foot shall be held in a snare, and thirst shall burn against him.
10Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path.
10A gin is hidden for him in the earth, and his trap upon the path.
11Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him--at his feet.
11Fears shall terrify him on every side, and shall entangle his feet.
12Hungry is his sorrow, And calamity is ready at his side.
12Let his strength be wasted with famine, and let hunger invade his ribs.
13It consumeth the parts of his skin, Consume his parts doth death's first-born.
13Let it devour the beauty of his skin, let the firstborn death consume his arms.
14Drawn from his tent is his confidence, And it causeth him to step to the king of terrors.
14Let his confidence be rooted out of his tabernacle, and let destruction tread upon him like a king.
15It dwelleth in his tent--out of his provender, Scattered over his habitation is sulphur.
15Let the companions of him that is not, dwell in his tabernacle, let brimstone be sprinkled in his tent.
16From beneath his roots are dried up, And from above cut off is his crop.
16Let his roots be dried up beneath, and his harvest destroyed above.
17His memorial hath perished from the land, And he hath no name on the street.
17Let the memory of him perish from the earth, and let not his name be renowned in the streets.
18They thrust him from light unto darkness, And from the habitable earth cast him out.
18He shall drive him out of light into darkness, and shall remove him out of the world.
19He hath no continuator, Nor successor among his people, And none is remaining in his dwellings.
19His seed shall not subsist, nor his offspring among his people, nor any remnants in his country.