Job 3

¹Then, opening his mouth, and cursing the day of his birth,

²Job made answer and said,

³Let destruction take the day of my birth, and the night on which it was said, A man child has come into the world.

⁴That day--let it be dark; let not God take note of it from on high, and let not the light be shining on it;

⁵Let the dark and the black night take it for themselves; let it be covered with a cloud; let the dark shades of day send fear on it.

⁶That night--let the thick dark take it; let it not have joy among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.

⁷As for that night, let it have no fruit; let no voice of joy be sounded in it;

⁸Let it be cursed by those who put a curse on the day; who are ready to make Leviathan awake.

⁹Let its morning stars be dark; let it be looking for light, but may it not have any; let it not see the eyes of the dawn.

¹⁰Because it did not keep the doors of my mother's body shut, so that trouble might be veiled from my eyes.

¹¹Why did death not take me when I came out of my mother's body, why did I not, when I came out, give up my last breath?

¹²Why did the knees take me, or why the breasts that they might give me milk?

¹³For then I might have gone to my rest in quiet, and in sleep have been in peace,

¹⁴With kings and the wise ones of the earth, who put up great houses for themselves;

¹⁵Or with rulers who had gold, and whose houses were full of silver;

¹⁶Or as a child dead at birth I might never have come into existence; like young children who have not seen the light.

¹⁷There the passions of the evil are over, and those whose strength has come to an end have rest.

¹⁸There the prisoners are at peace together; the voice of the overseer comes not again to their ears.

¹⁹The small and the great are there, and the servant is free from his master.

²⁰Why does he give light to him who is in trouble, and life to the bitter in soul;

²¹To those whose desire is for death, but it comes not; who are searching for it more than for secret wealth;

²²Who are glad with great joy, and full of delight when they come to their last resting-place;

²³To a man whose way is veiled, and who is shut in by God?

²⁴In place of my food I have grief, and cries of sorrow come from me like water.

²⁵For I have a fear and it comes on me, and my heart is greatly troubled.

²⁶I have no peace, no quiet, and no rest; nothing but pain comes on me.

Job 3

¹After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth.

²Job answered:

³"Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, 'There is a boy conceived.'

⁴Let that day be darkness. Do not let God from above seek for it, neither let the light shine on it.

⁵Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes black the day terrify it.

⁶As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.

⁷Behold, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come therein.

⁸Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.

⁹Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,

¹⁰because it did not shut up the doors of my mother's womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.

¹¹"Why did I not die from the womb? Why did I not give up the spirit when my mother bore me?

¹²Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should suck?

¹³For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,

¹⁴with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;

¹⁵or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver:

¹⁶or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.

¹⁷There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.

¹⁸There the prisoners are at ease together. They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.

¹⁹The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.

²⁰"Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,

²¹Who long for death, but it doesn't come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,

²²who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?

²³Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, whom God has hedged in?

²⁴For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.

²⁵For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me.

²⁶I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; but trouble comes."