6
The light is dark in his tent, And his lamp beside him is put out.
7
The steps of his strength are shortened, And his own counsel casts him down.
8
For he is cast into a net by his own feet, And he walks into a snare.
9
The net takes him by the heel, And a snare lays hold of him.
10
A noose is hidden for him on the ground, And a trap for him in the road.
11
Terrors frighten him on every side, And drive him to his feet.
12
His strength is starved, And destruction is ready at his side.
13
It devours patches of his skin; The firstborn of death devours his limbs.
14
He is uprooted from the shelter of his tent, And they parade him before the king of terrors.
15
They dwell in his tent who are none of his; Brimstone is scattered on his dwelling.
16
His roots are dried out below, And his branch withers above.