^{20 Ref} `All days of the wicked he is paining himself, And few years have been laid up for the terrible one.

^{21 Ref} A fearful voice `is' in his ears, In peace doth a destroyer come to him.

^{22 Ref} He believeth not to return from darkness, And watched `is' he for the sword.

^{23 Ref} He is wandering for bread -- `Where `is' it?' He hath known that ready at his hand Is a day of darkness.

^{24 Ref} Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster.

^{25 Ref} For he stretched out against God his hand, And against the Mighty he maketh himself mighty.

^{26 Ref} He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields.

^{27 Ref} For he hath covered his face with his fat, And maketh vigour over `his' confidence.

^{28 Ref} And he inhabiteth cities cut off, houses not dwelt in, That have been ready to become heaps.

^{29 Ref} He is not rich, nor doth his wealth rise, Nor doth he stretch out on earth their continuance.

^{30 Ref} He turneth not aside from darkness, His tender branch doth a flame dry up, And he turneth aside at the breath of His mouth!

^{31 Ref} Let him not put credence in vanity, He hath been deceived, For vanity is his recompence.

^{32 Ref} Not in his day is it completed, And his bending branch is not green.

^{33 Ref} He shaketh off as a vine his unripe fruit, And casteth off as an olive his blossom.

^{34 Ref} For the company of the profane `is' gloomy, And fire hath consumed tents of bribery.

^{35 Ref} To conceive misery, and to bear iniquity, Even their heart doth prepare deceit.