12 His strength is starved,
And
adestruction
is ready at his side.
13 It devours patches of his skin;
The firstborn of death devours his
1 limbs.
14 He is uprooted from
athe shelter of his tent,
And they parade him before the king of terrors.
15 They dwell in his tent
who are none of his;
Brimstone is scattered on his dwelling.
16 aHis roots are dried out below,
And his branch withers above.
17 aThe memory of him perishes from the earth,
And he has no name
1 among the renowned.
18 1He is driven from light into darkness,
And chased out of the world.
New King James Version®, Copyright© 1982, Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.
