1-3. Zophar from Naamath again took his turn:“I can’t believe what I’m hearing!You’ve put my teeth on edge, my stomach in a knot.How dare you insult my intelligence like this!Well, here’s a piece of my mind!
12-19. “They savor evil as a delicacy,roll it around on their tongues,Prolong the flavor, a dalliance in decadence—real gourmets of evil!But then they get stomach cramps,a bad case of food poisoning.They gag on all that rich food;God makes them vomit it up.They gorge on evil, make a diet of that poison—a deadly diet—and it kills them.No quiet picnics for them beside gentle streamswith fresh-baked bread and cheese, and tall, cool drinks.They spit out their food half-chewed,unable to relax and enjoy anything they’ve worked for.And why? Because they exploited the poor,took what never belonged to them.
20-29. “Such God-denying people are never content with what they haveor who they are;their greed drives them relentlessly.They plunder everythingbut they can’t hold on to any of it.Just when they think they have it all, disaster strikes;they’re served up a plate full of misery.When they’ve filled their bellies with that,God gives them a taste of his anger,and they get to chew on that for a while.As they run for their lives from one disaster,they run smack into another.They’re knocked around from pillar to post,beaten to within an inch of their lives.They’re trapped in a house of horrors,and see their loot disappear down a black hole.Their lives are a total loss—not a penny to their name, not so much as a bean.God will strip them of their sin-soaked clothesand hang their dirty laundry out for all to see.Life is a complete wipeout for them,nothing surviving God’s wrath.There! That’s God’s blueprint for the wicked—what they have to look forward to.”