The Portion of the Wicked

Job 27:13-23

This is the wicked man’s portion from God— the heritage the ruthless receive from the Almighty.

Though his sons are many, they are destined for the sword; and his offspring will never have enough food.

His survivors will be buried by the plague, and their widows will not weep for them.

Though he heaps up silver like dust and piles up a wardrobe like clay,

what he lays up, the righteous will wear, and his silver will be divided by the innocent.

The house he built is like a moth’s cocoon, like a hut set up by a watchman.

He lies down wealthy, but will do so no more; when he opens his eyes, all is gone.

Terrors overtake him like a flood; a tempest sweeps him away in the night.

The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.

It hurls itself against him without mercy as he flees headlong from its power.

It claps its hands at him and hisses him out of his place.