¹Then Zophar the Naamathite replied: ²“So my anxious thoughts compel me to answer, ³I have heard a rebuke that insults me, ⁴Do you not know that from antiquity, ⁵the triumph of the wicked has been brief ⁶Though his arrogance reaches the heavens, ⁷he will perish forever, like his own dung; ⁸He will fly away like a dream, never to be found; ⁹The eye that saw him will see him no more, ¹⁰His sons will seek the favor of the poor, ¹¹The youthful vigor that fills his bones ¹²Though evil is sweet in his mouth ¹³though he cannot bear to let it go ¹⁴yet in his stomach his food sours ¹⁵He swallows wealth but vomits it out; ¹⁶He will suck the poison of cobras; ¹⁷He will not enjoy the streams, ¹⁸He must return the fruit of his labor without consuming it; ¹⁹For he has oppressed and forsaken the poor; ²⁰Because his appetite is never satisfied, ²¹Nothing is left for him to consume; ²²In the midst of his plenty, he will be distressed; ²³When he has filled his stomach, ²⁴Though he flees from an iron weapon, ²⁵It is drawn out of his back, ²⁶Total darkness is reserved for his treasures. ²⁷The heavens will expose his iniquity, ²⁸The possessions of his house will be removed, ²⁹This is the wicked man’s portion from God,