1 After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
2 And Job spoke, and said,
3 Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived.
4 Let that day be darkness; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine on it.
5 Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell on it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.
6 As for that night, let darkness seize on it; let it not be joined to the days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months.
7 See, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come therein.
8 Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to raise up their mourning.
9 Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it see the dawning of the day:
10 Because it shut not up the doors of my mother' womb, nor hid sorrow from my eyes.
11 Why died I not from the womb? why did I not give up the ghost when I came out of the belly?
12 Why did the knees prevent me? or why the breasts that I should suck?
13 For now should I have lain still and been quiet, I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
14 With kings and counsellors of the earth, which build desolate places for themselves;
15 Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver:
16 Or as an hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants which never saw light.
17 There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest.
18 There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor.
19 The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.
20 Why is light given to him that is in misery, and life to the bitter in soul;
21 Which long for death, but it comes not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;
22 Which rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God has hedged in?
24 For my sighing comes before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
25 For the thing which I greatly feared is come on me, and that which I was afraid of is come to me.
26 I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.
1 After this Job opened his mouth and cursed his day.
2 And Job answered, and said:
3 Let the day perish in which I was born, and the night in which it was said, A male child has been conceived.
4 Let that day be darkness; let God above not inquire after it, nor the light shine upon it.
5 Let darkness and the shadow of death redeem it; let a cloud settle on it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.
6 As for that night, let darkness take it away; let it not rejoice among the days of the year, let it not come into the number of the months.
7 Lo, let that night be barren! Let no joyful shout come into it!
8 Let those curse it who curse the day, those who are ready to stir up Leviathan.
9 Let the stars of its twilight be dark; let it look for light, but have none, and not see the eyelids of the dawn;
10 because it did not shut up the doors of my mothers womb, nor hide trouble from my eyes.
11 Why did I not die from the womb? Why did I not expire when I came forth from the belly?
12 Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breasts, that I should suck?
13 For now I would have lain down and been quiet, I would have slept; then I would have been at rest
14 with kings and counselors of the earth, who built desolate places for themselves;
15 or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.
16 Or why was I not concealed like a miscarriage, like infants who never saw the light?
17 There the wicked cease from turmoil, and there the weary are at rest.
18 There the prisoners are at ease together; they do not hear the voice of the oppressor.
19 The small and great are there, and the slave is free from his master.
20 Why is light given to him who is in misery, and life to the bitter of soul,
21 who long for death, but it does not come, and search for it more than hidden treasures;
22 who are joyful with exultation, and are glad when they meet the grave;
23 or to a man whose way is concealed, whom God has covered?
24 For my sighing comes before my food, and my groanings pour out like waters.
25 For the thing I had dreaded with terror has come upon me, and what I had feared has come to me.
26 I am not at ease, nor am I quiet; I have no rest, for turmoil came.