Moff by section JOB 17:8

Job 17

and honest men provoked by your impiety.

Nevertheless the upright shall not falter;

a stainless soul grows ever stronger.

See here, you angry creature,

tearing yourself to pieces in your rage!--

is the world to go to wrack and ruin,

are things to be upset, because of you?

No, the light of an evil man is quenched,

his fires shall fail,

the light in his home shall be dark,

the lamp over his head goes out;

his stride is checked,

his own plots make him slip;

he strangles himself in a net,

and sprawls within its meshes,

his heels are caught in a snare,

and the trap closes on him tight,

a noose lies hid for him upon the ground,

a pitfall on his path.

Terrors surround and startle him,

they chase him at his heels;

ruin is ravenous for him,

disaster only waits for him to stumble.

Sickness gnaws at his skin,

deadly disease eats away his limbs.

He shall be dragged from his security,

and haled before the king of terrors.

His home shall be infested with disease,

and brimstone shall be scattered on his homestead.

His roots shall be dried up below him,

his boughs shall wither overhead.

His memory shall vanish from the land;

he leaves no name on earth.

He shall be driven from light into the dark,

and chased out of the world.

He shall leave neither son nor scion;

not one remains in the old home.

His fate astounds the west,

appals the east.

So fares a godless home,

so fares the man who has no care for God.”