The light in his tent grows dark; the lamp above him goes out.
They grope in darkness with no light; He makes them stagger like a drunkard.
He will not become rich, and his wealth will not endure, nor will his possessions spread over the land.
He is torn from the security of his tent, and marched off to the king of terrors.
“How often is the lamp of the wicked snuffed out or calamity fallen on them? How often does He allot pain in His anger?
when His lamp shone above my head, when by His light I walked through darkness;
For You save lowly people, but haughty eyes You humble.
Haughty eyes and a proud heart— the lamp of the wicked is sin.
for the evil person has no future, and the lamp of the wicked will be snuffed out.
The way of the wicked is like darkness. They do not know what makes them stumble.
When I extinguish you, I will cover the sky and darken the stars. I will cover the sun with cloud, and the moon will not give her light.
And the light of a lamp shall never shine in you again! And the voice of the bridegroom and bride shall never be heard in you again! For your businessmen were the tycoons of the world, for all the nations were deceived by your sorcery!