|After this Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.||Job's complaint to the LORD. Jb.3.1-26|
|And Job said:|
|"Let the day perish wherein I was born, |
and the night which said,
'A man-child is conceived.'
|Let that day be darkness! |
May God above not seek it,
nor light shine upon it.
|Let gloom and deep darkness claim it. |
Let clouds dwell upon it;
let the blackness of the day terrify it.
|That night - let thick darkness seize it! |
let it not rejoice among the days of the year,
let it not come into the number of the months.
|Yea, let that night be barren; |
let no joyful cry be heard in it.
|Let those curse it who curse the day, |
who are skilled to rouse up Levi'athan.
|Let the stars of its dawn be dark; |
let it hope for light, but have none,
nor see the eyelids of the morning;
|because it did not shut the doors of my mother's womb, |
nor hide trouble from my eyes.
|"Why did I not die at birth, |
come forth from the womb and expire?
|Why did the knees receive me? |
Or why the breasts, that I should suck?
|For then I should have lain down and been quiet; |
I should have slept;
then I should have been at rest,
|with kings and counselors of the earth|
who rebuilt ruins for themselves,
|or with princes who had gold, |
who filled their houses with silver.
|Or why was I not as a hidden untimely birth, |
as infants that never see the light?
|There the wicked cease from troubling, |
and there the weary are at rest.
|There the prisoners are at ease together; |
they hear not the voice of the taskmaster.
|The small and the great are there, |
and the slave is free from his master.
|"Why is light given to him that is in misery, |
and life to the bitter in soul,
|who long for death, but it comes not, |
and dig for it more than for hid treasures;
|who rejoice exceedingly, |
and are glad, when they find the grave?
|Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, |
whom God has hedged in?
|For my sighing comes as my bread, |
and my groanings are poured out like water.
|For the thing that I fear comes upon me, and what I dread befalls me.|
|I am not at ease, nor am I quiet; |
I have no rest; but trouble comes."
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