“The wicked men writhe in pain all their days.
All the years are laid up for the ruthless.
Terrifying sounds are in their ears.
In prosperity the destroyer will come upon them.
They despair of returning from darkness.
They are destined for the sword.
They wander abroad for bread, saying,
‘Where is it?’
They know that a day of darkness is ready at hand.
Distress and anguish terrify them.
Distress and anguish prevail against them.
They are like a king prepared for battle.
Because they stretched out their hands against God,
They bid defiance to the Almighty Shaddai.
They run stubbornly against him with a thick-bossed shield.
They have covered their faces with their fat,
They have gathered fat upon their loins.”
The wicked people are in pain all the time, just like Job. Terrifying sounds are in their ears. They live in darkness and are destined for death by the sword. They wander about looking for bread. Distress and anguish are part of their lives. They like getting ready for battle against God Shaddai, the Almighty one. They run stubbornly against shields with their fat faces and fat loins.