After this opened1 Job his mouth, and cursed17 his day.
And Job spake,4 and said,4
Let the day perish4 wherein I was born,11 and the night [in which] it was said,1 There is a man child conceived.27
Let that day be darkness; let not God regard4 it from above, neither let the light shine55 upon it.
Let darkness and the shadow of death stain4 it; let a cloud dwell4 upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify17 it.
As [for] that night, let darkness seize4 upon it; let it not be joined4 unto the days of the year, let it not come4 into the number of the months.
Lo, let that night be solitary, let no joyful voice come4 therein.
Let them curse4 it that curse6 the day, who are ready to raise up32 their mourning.
Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark;4 let it look17 for light, but [have] none; neither let it see4 the dawning of the day:
Because it shut1 not up the doors of my [mother's] womb, nor hid55 sorrow from mine eyes.
Why died4 I not from the womb? [why] did I [not] give up the ghost4 when I came out1 of the belly?
Why did the knees prevent14 me? or why the breasts that I should suck?4
For now should I have lain still1 and been quiet,4 I should have slept:1 then had I been at rest,4
With kings and counsellors6 of the earth, which built6 desolate places for themselves;
Or with princes that had gold, who filled18 their houses with silver:
Or as an hidden7 untimely birth I had not been; as infants [which] never saw1 light.
There the wicked cease1 [from] troubling; and there the weary 3581 be at rest.4
[There] the prisoners rest40 together; they hear1 not the voice of the oppressor.6
The small and great are there; and the servant [is] free from his master.
Wherefore is light given4 to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter [in] soul;
Which long18 for death, but it [cometh] not; and dig4 for it more than for hid treasures;
Which rejoice exceedingly, [and] are glad,4 when they can find4 the grave?
[Why is light given] to a man whose way is hid,8 and whom God hath hedged in?55
For my sighing cometh4 before I eat, and my roarings are poured out4 like the waters.
For the thing which I greatly feared1 is come4 upon me, and that which I was afraid1 of is come4 unto me.
I was not in safety,1 neither had I rest,1 neither was I quiet;1 yet trouble came.4