1 Job Curses the Day of His Birth Afterward Job opened his mouth and cursed 3:1Lit his day the day of hisbirth.2 And Job answered and said,3 “Let the day perish on which I was to be born,And the nightwhichsaid, ‘A man is conceived.’4 “May that day be darkness;Let not God seek it from above,Nor light shine on it.5 “Let darkness and shadow of death redeem it;Let a cloud dwell upon it;Let the blackness of the day terrify it.6 “As forthat night, let thick darkness take 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 shout enter it.8 “Let those curse it who curse the day,Who are 3:8Or skillful ready to rouse Leviathan.9 “Let the stars of its twilight be darkened;Let it hope for light but have none,And let it not see the 3:9 Lit eyelids of breaking dawn,10 Because it did not shut the opening of mymother’s 3:10Lit stomach body,Or hide trouble from my eyes.11 ¶“Why did I not die from the womb,Come forth from the womb and breathe my last?12 “Why did the knees receive me,And why the breasts, that I should suck?13 “For now I would have lain down and been quiet;I would have slept then; it would have been rest to me,14 With kings andwithcounselors of the earth,Who rebuilt waste places for themselves,15 Or with princes who had gold,Who were filling their houseswithsilver.16 “Orwhywas I not like a miscarriage hidden away,As infants that never saw light?17 “There the wicked cease from raging,And there the weary of strength are at rest.18 “The prisoners are at ease together;They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.19 “The small and the great are there,And the slave is free from his master.20 ¶“Why is light given to him who is troubled,And life to the bitter of soul,21 Who 3:21 Lit wait long for death, but there is none,And dig for it more than for hidden treasures,22 Who are glad with joy,Andrejoice when they find the grave?23 “Why is light givento a man whose way is hidden,And whom God has hedged in?24 “For my groaning comes at the sight of my food,And my roaring pours out like water.25 “For the dread that I dread comes upon me,And what I am afraid of befalls me.26 “I am not complacent, nor am I quiet,And I am not at rest, and raging comes.”