Job 3
1 After this
opened Job his
mouth, and
cursed his
day. 2 And
Job spake, 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 upon it.
5 Let
darkness and the shadow of
death stain it; let a
cloud dwell upon it; let the
blackness of the
day terrify it.
6 As for that
night, let
darkness seize upon it; let it not be
joined unto the
days of the
year, let it not
come into the
number of the
months. 7 Lo, 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's
womb, nor
hid sorrow from mine
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
built 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 Wherefore is
light given to him that is in
misery, and
life unto the
bitter in
soul; 21 Which
long for
death, but it cometh 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 hath hedged
in?
24 For my
sighing cometh before I
eat, and my
roarings are poured
out like the
waters. 25 For the thing which I
greatly feared is
come upon me, and that which I was
afraid of is
come unto me.
26 I was not in
safety, neither had I
rest, neither was I
quiet; yet
trouble came.