“Indeed, (A)the light of the wicked is put out,
    and the flame of his fire does not shine.
The light is (B)dark in his tent,
    and his lamp above him is put out.
His strong steps are shortened,
    and his (C)own schemes throw him down.
For he is cast into a net by his own feet,
    and he walks on its mesh.
(D)A trap seizes him by the heel;
    a snare lays hold of him.
10 A rope is hidden for him in the ground,
    a trap for him in the path.
11 (E)Terrors frighten him on every side,
    and chase him at his heels.
12 His strength is famished,
    and calamity is (F)ready for his stumbling.
13 It consumes the parts of his skin;
    (G)the firstborn of death consumes his limbs.
14 He is torn from the tent in which he trusted
    and is brought to (H)the king of terrors.
15 In his tent dwells that which is none of his;
    (I)sulfur is scattered over his habitation.
16 His (J)roots dry up beneath,
    and his branches (K)wither above.
17 His (L)memory perishes from the earth,
    and he has no name in the street.
18 (M)He is thrust from light into darkness,
    and driven out of the world.
19 He has no (N)posterity or progeny among his people,
    and no survivor where he used to live.
20 They of the west are appalled at his (O)day,
    and (P)horror seizes them of the east.
21 Surely such are the dwellings of the unrighteous,
    such is the place of him who (Q)knows not God.”

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Evil people’s fate

To be sure, the light of the wicked goes out;
    the blaze of their fire doesn’t shine.
The light in their tent becomes dark,
    and their lamp above doesn’t shine.
Their strong strides slow down;
    their plans trip themselves.
They are caught by their feet in a net;
    they walk on mesh.
A trap grabs them by the heel;
    a snare tightens on them.
10 A rope is hidden on the ground for them;
    a trap for them along the path.
11 Terrors round about scare them;
    they follow their steps.
12 Their offspring hunger;
    calamity is ready for their spouses.
13 It eats some of their skin.
    Death’s firstborn consumes their limbs.
14 They are snatched from the safety of their tent;
    it parades them before the king of terrors.
15 Nothing they own remains in their tent;
    sulfur is scattered over their home.
16 Their roots dry out below;
    their branches wither above.
17 The memory of them will perish from the earth;
    they will achieve no recognition abroad.
18 They are thrust from light into darkness,
    banished from the world.
19 They have no offspring or descendants among their people,
    no survivor in their dwelling place.
20 Their successors are appalled at what happens to them;
    their predecessors pull their hair.
21 These are surely the dwelling places of the evil;
    this is the place of the one who doesn’t know God.

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