[1] After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth. [2]
Job answered: [3] "Let the day perish in which I was born, The night
which said, `There is a man-child conceived.` [4] Let that day be darkness;
Don`t let God from above seek for it, Neither let the light shine on
it. [5] Let 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. [6] As
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. [7]
Behold, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come therein. [8]
Let them curse it who curse the day, Who are ready to rouse up
leviathan. [9] Let the stars of the twilight of it be dark. Let it look
for light, but have none, Neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
[10] Because it didn`t shut up the doors of my mother`s womb, Nor did it
hide trouble from my eyes. [11] "Why didn`t I die from the womb? Why
didn`t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me? [12] Why did the knees
receive me? Or why the breast, that I should suck? [13] For now should I
have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have
been at rest, [14] With kings and counselors of the earth, Who built up
waste places for themselves; [15] Or with princes who had gold, Who
filled their houses with silver: [16] Or as a hidden untimely birth I had
not been, As infants who never saw light. [17] There the wicked cease
from troubling; There the weary are at rest. [18] There the prisoners
are at ease together. They don`t hear the voice of the taskmaster. [19]
The 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, [21] Who long for death, but it doesn`t come; Dig for it more than
for hidden treasures, [22] Who rejoice exceedingly, Are glad, when they
can find the grave? [23] Why is light given to a man whose way is hid,
Whom God has hedged in? [24] For my sighing comes before I eat, My
groanings are poured out like water. [25] For the thing which I fear comes
on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me. [26] I am not at ease,
neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; But trouble comes."
