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Job 3
World English Bible British Edition · Berean Standard Bible
After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth.
After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.
“Let the day perish in which I was born,
“May the day of my birth perish, and the night it was said, ‘A boy is conceived.’
Let that day be darkness.
If only that day had turned to darkness! May God above disregard it; may no light shine upon it.
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own.
May darkness and gloom reclaim it, and a cloud settle over it; may the blackness of the day overwhelm it.
As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it.
If only darkness had taken that night away! May it not appear among the days of the year; may it never be entered in any of the months.
Behold, let that night be barren.
Behold, may that night be barren; may no joyful voice come into it.
Let them curse it who curse the day,
May it be cursed by those who curse the day (note: Or curse the sea)—those prepared to rouse Leviathan.
Let the stars of its twilight be dark.
May its morning stars grow dark; may it wait in vain for daylight; may it not see the breaking of dawn.
because it didn’t shut up the doors of my mother’s womb,
For that night did not shut the doors of the womb to hide the sorrow from my eyes.
“Why didn’t I die from the womb?
Why did I not perish at birth; why did I not die as I came from the womb?
Why did the knees receive me?
Why were there knees to receive me, and breasts that I should be nursed?
For now I should have lain down and been quiet.
For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at rest
with kings and counsellors of the earth,
with kings and counselors of the earth, who built for themselves cities now in ruins,
or with princes who had gold,
or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.
or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been,
Or why was I not hidden like a stillborn child, like an infant who never sees daylight?
There the wicked cease from troubling.
There the wicked cease from raging, and there the weary find rest.
There the prisoners are at ease together.
The captives enjoy their ease; they do not hear the voice of the oppressor.
The small and the great are there.
Both small and great are there, and the slave is freed from his master.
“Why is light given to him who is in misery,
Why is light given to the miserable, and life to the bitter of soul,
who long for death, but it doesn’t come;
who long for death that does not come, and search for it like hidden treasure,
Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden,
Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
For my sighing comes before I eat.
I sigh when food is put before me, and my groans pour out like water.
For the thing which I fear comes on me,
For the thing I feared has overtaken me, and what I dreaded has befallen me.
I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither do I have rest;
I am not at ease or quiet; I have no rest, for trouble has come.”